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Brooklyn Rose Walker [ 8 ]

After laying there for about ten to fifteen minutes , I look down and she’s fallen back asleep on my chest. I hate to do it, but I have to, so I nudge her. 

“Brooklyn..” I whisper. She hums as she stretches and holds onto me tighter. 

“You have to leave” I whisper. “Before the boys get up” I say. 

She pushes up slowly and nods, we both get dressed , her in her clothes from last night and me in my boxer shorts. I sneak out of my bedroom , and it reminds me of times when I was a teenager, the rush of being caught. Instead now, I was worried about getting caught by my sons, fucking the hot girl next door, that was their age, that they both had their sights set on, not knowing she had eyes for me. I check their rooms quietly, both of them still asleep and then tip toe back to my room and grab Brooklyn’s hand and lead her down stairs. 

She giggles once we get to the front door. 

“I had fun” she says biting her lip. 

I look down at her, her messy morning hair, extra messy from being fucked. I grin down at her. 

“I did too.” I say. 

She grins. “Can we do it again?” 

I lick my lips. “I’ll be extremely disappointed if we don’t.” I say. 

She grins. “Lose Diana’s number.” she says reaching up behind my neck and pulling me down, she kisses my mouth. “Because my pussy has you covered.” she gives a little wink. 

“anytime you want it Cole” she says quietly against my lips while looking in my eyes, smiling against my lips. “It’s yours” she says her voice going into a whisper. I feel her breath push over my lips and she kisses me again. 

I grab her waist , gripping the fabric of her clothes. I groan quietly into her mouth. 

“I want you to use my pussy” she whispers and I clutch the fabric harder, feeling my dick rise in my boxers. 

“Use my mouth” she says, her tongue playfully skimming over my lips.

“Use all of me...” she bites her lip and pulls back smirking. “Any hole you want” she licks her upper lip and steps back further, my arms extending as she moves away. I pull her back. She giggles and looks down, I watch her smile and lick her lips, her hand reaches to my cock and pushes her palm over it. Her eyes flick back up to mine. 

“Tell me to get on my knees and suck your cock....I will....I’ll let you fuck my mouth and cum down my throat” she bites her lip and I groan and push her shoulders down, she grins as she gets to her knees. 

“I’m going to take such good care of your cock Cole” she says pulling down my boxers, just enough, and grinning as she skips taking it in her hand first and wraps her sweet warm mouth around me and starts to suck me off. 

I look down watching her, her eyes on mine, and then watching them close as she moans with my dick in her mouth, and I wonder if she somehow enjoys this more than I do. Impossible. Her hot mouth is the best thing my cock has felt in a long time, other than her wet cunt riding me. 

Her mouth pops off me after bobbing up and down, moaning, sucking, licking my cock. 

“do you like the way I suck your cock?” she smirks and lets her tongue flick over the head of my cock and I groan. She knows I fucking do.

“Yes” I groan. 

“you going to let Diana suck this cock?” she asks , and she drags her lips, puckered along the side of my cock, kissing it, her tongue slipping out of her mouth and along the shaft as she drags her mouth back up.

I shake my head slightly. “No” I answer.

“Why Cole?” she asks looking up, rolling her tongue around the head of my cock. 

“Because it belongs in your mouth....not hers.” I tell her and she smiles.

“And because it’s mine now..” she says and her tongue drags slowly down my cock, she sucks on my balls as she jerks me off. 

I nod and lean my head back for a moment and groan.

“It’s yours Brooklyn” I admit, because fuck, it is when she sucks it how she does, when she fucks it how she did. 

“Tell me I’m yours” she pleads, and I can tell in her voice how turned on she is, how much she enjoys sucking my cock and making me admit her claim she has on my dick.

“You’re mine” I growl as I groan and reach down, grabbing her hair in my fist and she smiles and opens her mouth, letting me pull her mouth back onto my cock, as I thrust into her mouth. 

I groan listening to the wet sounds of her mouth being gagged when my cock hits her throat. 

“You looks so fucking good with my cock in your mouth” I groan and she moans, her hands grabbing at my thighs at the side, pulling her mouth onto me by her own force as well as mine and I grunt. 

“Suck my fucking cock Brooklyn” I groan.

“Take it....take it....take it deep in that fucking mouth....yes...bury it in your fucking throat...” I groan.

“fuck , you’re going to make me cum” I groan and close my eyes, tilting my head back and breaking eye contact with her, lifting my other hand to her head and fucking her face as I cum. 

She moans, her fingers digging into my thighs as she takes it so fucking well, deep in her throat, letting me spill my cum down into her fucking stomach. 

I grip her hair hard and groan loudly, listening to her choke and gag, feeling her still go, even after I’ve stopped forcing her mouth. 

“OH. FUCK” I groan as she milks the last of my cum from me.

“Mmmm” she purrs as she wraps her mouth around my cock, and sucks back up slowly to the head of my cock, and then I look down, watching her suck just the head, I jerk my hips and groan. I cup her face and lift her slowly. She grins, licking her lips as she stands. 

I rub my thumb over her wet mouth, and grin. She turns her head and kisses my thumb, then the inside of my palm, and giggles slightly as her eyes peek at me and she turns her head back to me. 

“If the boys leave the house at all later, call me.” she says and places a hand to my face, and lifts up on her tips toes and kisses my cheek and with a little smile, turns and lets herself out my front door. 

I stand in the doorway, watching her cross the street to her house, and wait until the door closes, then close mine and then lean my forehead against the door and curse.

“Fuck” I mumble. 

“Brooklyn Rose Walker....you’ll be the god damn death of me.” 

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