Rich & Rare | A Filth Odyssey | EPISODE 7| DEEPER

Rex had found a rhythm that was both comfortable and exciting for him and Romy. She felt her breasts jiggle as saliva dripped down in a single line from her mouth and chin down her neck. The longest stream trickled down between her collarbone, past the reservoir of her navel, just down to the beginning of her bare pubic mound.

Inhaling and exhaling from the nose, she let out a muffled moan, as the smallest drop of her wet spit made contact with her clit.

This was the third time. During their second deepthroat practice session, Romy got too wet after Rex pumped down her throat. She had raised her left hand and made a fist. Noticing the hand signal, he pulled out immediately and caught his breath.

“Everything okay, sweetheart?” he asked in a caring tone.

Romy gasped, vision foggy from the heat between them. Locking eye contact with Rex, she asked hoarsely,

“Can you please fuck me? I’m really wet.”

Rex kicked the towel and bowl to the side. He swung Romy to all fours, quickly mounted her and then fucked her on the floor deeply and vigorously until they both came, shouting and cursing.

They’d reached a good synchronous pace between them. As instructed, Romy held onto her ankles, comfortable in subtly rocking back everytime Rex’s hips bucked forward. He paused, pulling out of her mouth slowly, gliding back and forth on her tongue. She squeezed her lips into a tight, small “O” shape as his cock made its exit.

“Fuck,” he muttered in sweet frustration. Romy giggled and licked her lips. “I stopped to ask how you’re doing, but I can see you’re okay if you have enough air to laugh.” He grinned down at her.

“Can we keep going?” she asked, sneaking one hand from her heel, dragging a finger across her wet clit.

“Hey, hey, no touching the bean, string bean.” He tapped her shoulder and held his palm firmly there until she returned to resting on her heels. “Good girl.” he ran his forefinger over her lips with one hand and stroked his curved hard cock with the other.

Bending slightly at the knees, he used the head of his cock to rub at Romy’s hard wet nipple. She moaned as he pressed and made little circles around her areola. While her mouth was open, he straightened at the knees and lined up his hips for re-entry. Her warm lips stretched to fit around him.

Remembering their discussion on hand placement before the session, with Romy giving him express permission to guide her head with his hands, he cradled the back of her skull with his palm.

Sweat dripped over his brow, stinging his eyes as he squinted, reading her facial expressions. Impressed with the progress she’d made in a short amount of time, he pumped quickly in and out of her mouth. Feeling himself barely tapping at the wall of her throat.

A low, animal moan arose from her lower belly, rattling over and around Rex’s cock.

“Baby!” he gasped softly before abruptly extracting himself completely and releasing his load all over Romy’s already wet tits. Holding onto both of her shoulders until he completely emptied, Rex shuddered and took control of his breathing.

Romy, in a daze, looked down at her body, spent and dripping with his warm fluids flowing down her skin in different directions. She shivered and looked up at Rex, his smile matching hers.

“That was fun.” she breathed. Rex placed his hands on both knees and bent down to kiss Romy’s lips.

“You hungry baby?”

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