He knew she was experiencing orgasm. He did not alter his subtle attention to her sensitive flesh, but his kissing intensified.
Severin moaned, long and low, letting the waves of pure pleasure course through her entire body. Oh dear God…ohhhh…it felt so wonderful…
She let go of her breasts at last and her hands dropped into the water. He laughed, a deep, sensual, very male laugh, and splashed the soap off her breasts.
They gleamed, water dripping off the elongated nipples, and she laughed with him. Then she glanced down.
The front of his drawers was soaked with jism. He shook his head. “I came when you did.”
“Without touching yourself?”
“My hands were on you, Severin. And so were my eyes. It was more than enough.”
“Take them off.”
He stood and gingerly peeled off his drawers.
“You might as well throw them in the tub.”
“Thank you,” he laughed. “I feel privileged to have such a beautiful laundress wash my dirty drawers for me.”
“They are not dirty—it is only come. But I didn’t say I would wash them. No, this tub is big enough for two. Climb in.”
She leaned back as he lifted one big leg and set a foot down carefully in the tub. She couldn’t resist what she saw and reached up to stroke his balls, heavy and round.
“Like the low-hanging fruit, do you?”
Severin sat up and gave him a nuzzle there before he could get his other leg over. “It is the sweetest,” she said and pressed a kiss to his thigh for good measure. Then she let him get in.
“Ahhh,” he said. Their legs tangled and their feet bumped but they figured it out. “Still hot, I see.” He reached down between his legs and adjusted himself again.
“It is your turn,” Severin said.
“For what? I have already come.”
“I want to do what you have done for me, Marko. You need to be washed all over and scrubbed and—”
Severin almost said loved. She gazed at him with shimmering eyes and he returned her look without speaking. Then he handed her a washcloth.
“Have at,” was all he said. “I’m yours.”
Within another hour, they were in bed. She was sitting up, resting her fine bare behind on a pillow. Between her widely spread thighs was her sweet, freshly washed cunny, plump as a peach, swollen with sexual excitement.
He craved a taste of it.
Marko kneeled in front of her on the bed and nuzzled her neck, letting her rub her bare breasts and sucked nipples against his chest. She gave little cries of pleasure and tugged at his earlobes.
He muttered his appreciation into her mouth, then pulled away a little. “Spread your legs more,” he said roughly.
She put her hands on her thighs and stroked them, wiggling to show herself better. Her action made a fine display of her tight cunny and her willingness excited him. It was unlike her. And then he whispered. “Touch yourself there, Severin. As if you had just come home from—from a ball and found yourself aroused by your partner. You need to be satisfied right away.”
“Yes,” she murmured. One of her hands moved to her cunny and he stiffened with excitement when she slipped two fingers into her slit.
“Go ahead,” he whispered into her ear. “Show me how you pleasure yourself when there is no one to see.”
Her eyes drifted half-closed. Almost lazily, Severin stroked in between the plump halves of her cunny, thrusting in to make her fingers slick again.
Marko took her wrist and brought her hand to his mouth, licking each fingertip just as he had wanted to do when he’d first seen her. They were not gilded now, but if anything, they were prettier.
Flushed pink. Tasting of the sweet female flesh they had touched. He sucked on her fingertips and Severin moaned. She rose slightly, then sprawled back upon the bed, completely supported and comfortable.
Marko brought the hand he was holding to one of her breasts and rested it there, then did the same with the other.
“Tease your nipples while I taste your clit,” he told her huskily. “You and I both know how good it will feel.”
He waited to see her begin, and slid his hands under her bottom. The abundant flesh filled his palms and he squeezed each cheek in sensual rhythm before he went down on her.
Severin tugged fiercely at her nipples. He alternated the squeezes, then did both sides of her arse at once. She was literally in his hands, wriggling with wanton pleasure.
He leaned forward and sought out her clit with a probing tongue, teasing it up from the surrounding flesh. Flicking it.
The sensation made her thrust up in tiny pushes. He touched his tongue to her clit each time and kept on squeezing her behind in his strong hands.
Severin moaned too loudly and he stopped, sliding his hands out from under her arse, then sitting up and wiping his mouth. “Not yet, Severin. You have already come once. You are a greedy one, my girl.”
“Ohhhh…”
Severin looked at him. The massive cock that she had handled so freely before stood straight up and the heavy balls beneath it were drawn against his body.
Marko quickly encircled it with one hand, drawing down the foreskin and releasing the head. Her eyes widened at the sight of the pearly drop that trembled on it. She knew there was more, far more, where that single drop had come from, even though just looking at her had made him soak his drawers with jism. She wanted all of it, in hot jets. In her. On her.
She stayed where she was on the bed, reaching out to him. On all fours, he moved over her, letting her rub her bare breasts with his cock. Shamelessly, she trapped the shaft between them, squeezing the soft flesh in precisely the rhythm he had employed to stimulate her buttocks.
Marko gasped. She continued to press and rub, tipping her head up. Her tongue just reached his nipples. They were too flat to suck but she could flick at them. And she did.
He reached down and cupped his hands over hers. Severin continued to excite him, knowing he wanted to savor it, knowing he loved having his big rod enfolded in a woman’s full breasts.
She pushed his hands gently away as she let go. Released, his cock bobbed in midair. Severin put out her tongue and licked the hole in the tip as precisely as he had licked her clit.
Marko only pretended to be made of sterner stuff than she. He was a man like any other. He moaned with enjoyment.
“How do you want me?” she asked boldly. “On my back now? On all fours?”
He growled, “Both.”
“Which one first?”
“As you are. On your back.”
Severin lifted her legs and held them far apart with her hands. Letting him see everything a man might want to see. With another growl, a deeper one, he clasped an ankle and then the other, lifting the lower half of her body from the bed.
Severin clutched the sheets. What she was about to get, she didn’t know, but she was ready for anything.
With one big hand, he managed to hold both her ankles. Two fingers of the other slowly penetrated her cunny. Severin cried aloud, enjoying the vigorous but gentle thrusting. He would have been too big for her otherwise and his amorous preparation would serve them both well.
Breathing hard, Marko wiped his slick fingers