The first time she squirted she hadn’t been sure if that’s what it had been, but the second time she felt the pool of fluid in her building up and releasing, she could no longer deny the obvious. Building to her third squirting orgasm she started to debate whether she could really "empty her tank" with him, this soon and without a signed contract. However, when she heard him cough and choke as she squirted in his mouth, her desires darkened and she longed to give him a proper taste.
Angella's mind began to consider things she normally wouldn't do this soon, but James was special. James was light-years ahead of where he should be, so why should she limit herself to simple face fucking and jerking off tonight? She let go of the headboard and took his hair in her fist once more and she tilted his head back. Her mind was racing with possibilities so she decided to offer her new toy another test. This simple test would not only distract her from the feeling of unfulfilled release which was building within her, it would also reveal to her more about his potential.
Lifting herself off of him, she scooted forward a little as she reached back to spread her ass-cheeks. Holding her cheeks open she lowered herself just enough that her ass lightly touched his face. Instantly she felt his head lift and his tongue on her asshole. Just like everything else with him, that single touch caused pleasure to coarse through her.
She had offered him her ass, but hadn't forced the issue to see what he'd do. His eager tongue hadn't let her down, and even now she felt him exploring and licking as much of her ass as he could reach. She recognized the hunger and need as he strained to lift up, in an effort to get more of her.
As his tongue explored her ass she relaxed her legs and pressed her ass more firmly to his face. If he wanted her ass that badly, then she would let him have it.
She had expected him to lick her harder and more furiously now that he could more easily reach her, but that didn’t appear to be enough for him. Angella's pussy spasmed when she felt his hungry and desperate tongue stiffen and force its way into her. She reached back and spread her ass cheeks wider so she could sit down more completely on his face, thus allowing him to penetrate her dark hole as deeply as biology would allow.
She could tell that his actions were driven by his own need and in response, she moved her hand to her clit, touching herself the way her need demanded. With the fog of arousal overtaking her, she decided that even without a signed contract, he was ready for more.
Angella became lost in everything she was feeling, but it wasn't his tongue in her ass, or her fingers on her clit which sent her over the edge this time. The trigger for her latest orgasm had been the thought...."I'm not leaving anything in the tank, and my good little boy will swallow every drop"
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