Chapter 22: Go with the flow part 2

Denise flinches at his gentle kiss as her breathing becomes shallow. Mike placed his soft kiss into her sweet little flower, which was still hiding behind her white thin panties as his fingers slid to the straps and slipped them off. Her lovely little flower is now exposed.

Denise was embarrassed, even though he had seen her naked before, but still buried her face in their soft mattress. "F*ck, why I felt like this," she mumbled as tears welled up in her eyes as she felt the sensation again. Mike licked both sides of her p*ssy and her clit, causing her to grip the bedsheet and stare down at him while she was throbbing.

She then bit her lips, trying to keep the stupid things she was feeling at bay, but she couldn't do it any longer. "Ahhhh," she mutters as Mike sucks her clitter. His finger slid in a circular motion in her. "He knows where to find the right spot in my body," she said quietly as he began licking and sucking her harder, she arched her back and let out a soft moan, but her eyes widened as she realized what she had done. Mike was aware of it because she could feel his lips curving into a smirk.

Then Mike widened her p*ssy open with his finger and began tongue f*cking her while his tongue was buried in her. Nibbling her bottom lip because she couldn't cease the sensation, her back arched as her lips parted in the process. His tongue was wild as it swirled inside her.

Her legs trembled like she wants to cum already but still manage to hold herself. Mike then grabbed her and started f*ck fingering her, trying to spread one of her legs up and using her other leg to assist herself. Trying to hold on to her bed with both hands to help herself as Mike fingered her harder and deeper. Mike then lifted her head with his free arm, forcing her to glance at what he was doing while his finger was locked on her sweet little flower.

"Look at sweetie, this is how I pleasure your little sunshine," he said, smirking seductively.

However, tears stream down her cheeks. "Ahh, N-No," but manages to keep moaning. Mike's fingers swirled around her tongue and mouth, while his other arm continued to f*ck her little sweet flower as he rubbed and fingered her once more. Denise noticed that her legs were becoming weak.

"Ahhh, ah, ah, stop!" she yelled but Mike's hands were into her mouth making her struggle to speak. Denise tried to turn away, but his firm grip on her chin forced her to look at herself.

Denise squeezes her eyes shut as Mike's fingers go deeper into her flower as if it were rotating inside her, applying pressure it in and out and massaging her as it goes deeper and deeper.

"Sh*t, I feel like I want his banana right now," she thought to herself.

"I'll keep finger f*cking you until you beg for more," he said sensually, grinning at her.

"Ahhh, f*ck you're evil!" she exclaimed as more sweet juice began pouring out, making sloppy, messy noises.

"F*ck! ahhh," she grumbles. "Hmm," Mike smirked as he began kissing her neck, which was intense. His licking and sucking left a love mark on it, and his other finger was depth inside her as her sweet little flower quivered for more, and his other finger was inside his mouth.

Denise then felt his knees weaken as a result of Mike's pleasure in her. "Why do I feel like I'm starting to like it? It was too much; his every touch drove me insane," she thought to herself.

"M-Mike, ahh," she exclaims, tears welling up in her eyes. Denise wants to cum, but she has to restrain herself. "Yes, sweetie? what do you want?" he asked as he bit and licked her ear.

"F*ck me now! ahhh, please put your c*ck inside me ah," she moaned as she felt his finger spread inside her. "Really?" he asked, touching the walls inside her p*ssy, and Denise nodded, begging him to f*ck her with her massive c*ck. He then slid three fingers in, his thumb harshly rubbing her clit.

"You want my c*ck that bad, huh? Then answer me first; who's p*ssy is this?" he asked, as Denise's tears welled up.

Mike then slid four fingers in, getting a little rougher.

"I-all It's yours," she struggles to respond as his finger remains on her mouth. She was a drooling mess who begged to be camped.

"Mm, that right, sweetie," he murmured in her ear, staring at her as hot steamy tears streamed down her cheeks.

"Stop, don't s-stared at m-me like that," she says, as Mike grins and licks her neck again.

"Please, Mike, I'll go i-insane right now," she said, sliding her hands down to where he was fingering her. Denise's hands are clutching his hard, huge d*ck.

"S-Stop! Please beg me to let you cum then," he said. "F*ck you," she retorted, her throbbing even more as if begging for his c*ck. "I don't think you can hold it in any longer," he smirked as her juices poured and dribbled between her thighs. Denise was drenched.

"Ahh please f*ck m-me now ah I want y-your d*ck right now please let me cum," she sobs uncontrollably. Denise was strangling on her tears and gasping for breath as her eyes began to roll back. She was crying because of overstimulation.

"Very well," he said as he moved his finger inside her, spinning it around. Denise moan as she felt his finger inside of her. Denise can't take it any longer.

"You can cum now, sweetie," he said softly as she squirted everywhere. Cum was dripping between her thighs and onto the bed. Mike licked his finger, which was covered in her sweet juices.

Denise panted heavily, her gaze fixed on him. She was trembling so badly that she could collapse at any moment. She was sobbing uncontrollably; she had never accumulated so much before.

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"Now it's my c*ck's turn," he muttered as he pressed his c*ck against her flower. He then spread her legs wider, carried her, and shoved her down onto his d*ck.

Denise moaned with pleasure, but it was still a little painful. "I shouldn't be savoring myself like this," she told herself as angry tears streamed down her cheeks. "How can my lust bring out the worst in me?" she asked quietly.

Mike sat back down on the bed, still in front of her. His finger teased her clit as he pushed back and forth. His colossal c*ck was deep within her. Denise felt as if she still desired more. She wished for him to push harder and faster.

When Mike pinched her clit, she let out a soft grunt followed by a moan. His thumb and index finger squeezed her clit as if he were playing with her nip.

She had never experienced anything like this before. She had never felt such a pleasurable desire in her entire life. She was embarrassed, but her body refused to listen to her as if it had made its own decision to yield.

Mike sucked her breast with his other hand like a baby. His massive c*ck is still digging deep within her.

"You like it a lot, huh?" Mike smirked at her. "No! ahh," she tried to deny, but only soft moans came out.

"How can I be so horny and pleasured?" she exclaimed as tears streamed down her cheeks. "You're denying it, huh?" he said as his thrust increased in speed, causing her to moan loudly.

"You're wet for me, you beg for me, you cum for me, and you're still denying it," he smirked as he entered her. His sperm splattered all over the place. The warmth of it lies within her, and she craves it. She then trembled while his c*ck remained inside her.

"Hmm, your flower is still pulsing, huh. I can feel it," he said as she tried to squeeze out of his c*ck but fell back down. Her legs gave out because she was too exhausted, but her p*ssy continues to throb, urging for more.

"Beg me for it, sweetie, and I'll give you more," he said with a sly grin.

She yelled angrily, "ahh, N-No!" Mike grinned, knowing she was fighting her lust even though her p*ssy craved more. As he slid out of her, his huge c*ck made sloppy noises. He then adjusted his belt and exited the room, winking at Denise as she covered herself with their blanket.