Chapter 69
~A strange magic~
She was as helpless as ever, giving her whole body to Fanny as she wished she could fight him off. But her limit was broken as Fanny dug his hand under her mini Turkish gown to feel that had no lingerie; her vagina was naked; as though she prepared for the sex from on set. With his lips still running across her thick lips and his other hand squeezing her nipples to dryness; he busied his other hand with his wet vagina that was so slippery that Fanny had the urge to part her lips to give her an interesting suck down there.
“Hold on, hold on,” she protested the moment Fanny’s head was about making between her parted legs.
“What is it?”
She was panting now as one that ran a marathon; indeed it was a marathon because Fanny wasn’t having sex but devouring her.
After breathing what seemed to be her last straw of breath, she said, “we need to take things easy,” she locked eyes with him, peering at him down there. “We are on the road. We… oh shit,” she moaned yet further, Fanny had interrupted her with a swift push of his finger into her slimy vagina, fingering her hungrily and hastily.
Like a playful dog on the floor, she pulled back parted her legs, giving him room to bury his finger further in into her juicy canal.
“Oh shit, oh Fanny, oh ouch! She moaned at the top of her voice, recalling to gag her mouth with her hand since the driver or the body guards or motorists that drove past cold over hear her.
Fanny ate her vagina with the hunger that was common among lions whenever they caught prey; yes she was his prey; after all this while of losing her to Ruby he felt like swallowing Opula and never to vomit her.
Opula’s legs trembled in the air as he sucked inconsiderately
“Fuck me, please… Fanny… fuc…oh I like it like that… “She held his head and peered at him to see what magic he was performing between her legs. Lost about what to say and do, she stroked his head, encouraging him, to suck further.
At a point she wondered why she was enjoying sex from a man she had no feelings for. Or it could be the absence that created the craving; for all she could remember she was enjoying all of it; Fanny must have learnt a strange magic from his visit to Japan; she thought.
She could breath for a while as Fanny freed her, spat at her vagina to lubricate it better, and then stood to unzip his penis…
Opula’s focus was on his zipper as she stared, gaping, panting and sweating…