Her steady movent caused my head to tingle. I could feel my cock begin to throb as I got close to my orgasm.
Just a little more. Don’t stop.
Her movent suddenly stopped. I looked down at her to see what had happened.
Is she toying with ? So kind of form of torture?
She looked up at and flashed a sweet smile before bending over and placing her lips around the head of my cock.
HOLY FUCK.
The sensation was completely different from her hands, softer and warr.
I felt myself quickly fill her small mouth, imrsing myself in the moist warmth of her mouth. Her tongue swirled around my shaft, causing to inhale sharply.
"God, Leslie, you’re amazing", I couldn’t help but say, looking down at her expectant face.
I reached out to place my hand on the back of her head, fighting the desire to grip her hair while shoving my entire cock down her throat.
Every ti I felt her tongue swirl around I held my breath.
There was sothing insanely hot about having the notoriously virtuous second Miss Moresi down on her knees, sucking off, while the entire upper ring of society was only a few steps away.
Good girl, just like that.
I couldn’t tell if her movents were masterfully crafted or slightly clumsy but I did know that they felt better than anything else I’ve ever felt.
Her lips got red and puffy, making want to grab her by the mouth and kiss them. However, it was her misty eyes that sent over the edge— she was practically begging to fuck her.
I swear Leslie, I’m going to taste all of you.
She continued to move her head up and down my shaft, alternating with her soft hands. My cock began to throb as the rest of my body tensed.
"Ah. Fuck, Leslie. You’re going to make cum."
My breathing was labored and all I could do was grip the stone bench with one hand and her hair with the other.
"Christian! Where are you?"
I froze.
Morgan’s voice rang out from the garden square. I looked down at Leslie, expecting her to back away, but she continued her movents.
"Christian! Can you hear ?"
Her voice got closer and closer, but Leslie still didn’t pause.
Morgan continued to call out for , getting closer and closer to where we were. Based on the layout of the garden I knew she would be coming over this way very soon.
I had to place my hand over my mouth to stay quiet. I was so close to cumming that my mind went blank and my heart raced.
The sound of Morgan’s heels approached us. She was perfectly on the other side of the rosebush and the chances of us being discovered were almost certain.
"Christian?"
Morgan shouted from directly behind , but all I could focus on was Leslie’s srizing eyes as she dove in and swallowed my cock whole.
Waves of pleasure spread through my body as I finally released my load into her mouth.
Morgan started to slowly continue walking towards us, and I looked over at Leslie to see what she would do. We had re monts to spare before being discovered but the next thing she did made want to bend her over this stone bench and take her right here and now.
Leslie opened her mouth, proudly showing the familiar white substance that was on her tongue. She then closed her mouth and swallowed it, even making a sound as if it was sothing delicious.
But before I had a chance to do anything, she took her heels off, lifted the skirt of her dress, and ran farther into the garden.
I knew Morgan would be walking over any mont so I quickly stood up, ignoring my shaky legs, and worked to fix my appearance as quickly as I could.
"Oh, Christian! There you are!"
Morgan quickly walked over to my side just as I finished adjusting my belt. She had a shy smile on her face as she looked at ever so lovingly.
I couldn’t help but compare the gaze to the one Leslie was giving earlier and felt that Morgan’s was...
Annoying.
At the end of the day, she was still my fiancé and I needed to act the part.
"Didn’t you hear calling for you? What are you doing over here?", she asked.
I reached over and plucked a white rose off of the rosebush, handing it to her, "I was waiting for you to co and find . We rarely get a chance to be alone together."
My words worked a little too well and she blushed crimson red.
"I didn’t know you had such a romantic side. Let’s take the long way back to the party, Father wants to introduce you to soone", she whispered.
"After you", I smiled, motioning to her to lead the way. As she walked in front, I turned my head to look down into the garden where I saw Leslie hiding behind a large marble statue.
She was smiling and looking at , and while I couldn’t see the exact expression on her face, her misty eyes appeared in my mind causing a certain sothing to twitch in my pants.
I looked over at Morgan to make sure she wasn’t watching before I looked back over at Leslie.
"I’ll be seeing you tonight. Be ready."
I mouthed the words to her, hoping she was close enough to understand my ssage. I wasn’t sure how I would make my way over to her room, but even if I had to bribe the entire staff I swore to see her tonight.
You can’t run away from , kitten. You’re mine now.
She nodded her head slightly before disappearing behind the statue once more.
"Christian, are you coming?", Morgan asked after noticing my delay.
"Yes, sorry. I was just admiring sothing incredibly beautiful", I smiled softly.
"Oh, yes. The flowers in our Moresi gardens are so of the best in the world", she boasted, pointing to the nearby plants.
Oh, I wasn’t talking about the flowers.
I simply smiled and followed behind her, listening to her ramble on about the world-class gardeners they scouted from the ends of the earth.
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"Ah, there you two lovebirds are! I’ve been looking around for you", Georgio walked over as we approached the party area.
"Christian was admiring the gardens", explained Morgan with a soft smile.
And getting sucked off by your second daughter.
My lips couldn’t help but curl up into a big smile at the thought, I’ve never done sothing so...wrong before.
"Yes, I wanted to see the famous Moresi gardens in person. They’re truly as beautiful as the rumors say", I said with a smile.
Georgio let out a hearty laugh and then brought over to et a few n from his business circle.
The party continued well into the night and everyone was eager to get into my good graces. Georgio led from guest to guest, introducing to these various business partners that seed to never end.
While I managed to chat with these unimportant people, my mind was fixated on one thing, and one thing only— seeing Leslie again.
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