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suit, then decided this would be better.” She stops in the middle of the room, striking a sex kitten pose.

“Happy birthday. Blow out your candle,” I tell her, standing from the bed, completely naked with my hands on my hips.

The candle I want her to make a wish upon is hard, pulsing, and dying to be inside her.

“You’re so corny.” She chuckles, sauntering across her bedroom to me.

That may be, but I am the one she decided to spend her day with, and I am going to give her everything she asked for.

Catching her waist as our bodies meet, I run my hands over silk and exposed flesh. Penelope is something out of my wildest fantasies, mile-long legs and curves for days. Her emerald orbs blaze into mine as I explore her form, taking my time to float my fingers over every swell and dip.

After what feels like an hour, my digits make it to the hem of her lingerie, the nightie barely reaches past the bodacious bump of her ass, and I skate past the material, ready to feel my favorite place on her body.

I thought I’d encounter a pair of underwear, blocking my way … but my cock twitches in lustful fury when I discover her pussy completely bare, her obvious arousal coating my fingers.

“Are you trying to make me prematurely ejaculate?” I groan, squeezing my own ass cheeks together to try to stop the familiar tingling in my balls.

“I thought I trained you better than that by now.” Penelope sighs, dropping her forehead to my shoulder as I thrust two fingers inside her.

“You have, Mrs. Robinson.” My teeth bite down gently on the top curve of her ear as I milk her slowly, fucking her with my digits.

Penelope flicks me in the nipple, the sensation both painful and yet ebbing with pleasure. “The last thing I want on my birthday is age jokes. Shut up.”

Next thing I know, she’s pushing hard at my chest, the backs of my knees hitting the bed and buckling. I fall back, taking her with me, and my cock wedges between us.

“Ride me. Now,” I demand, not able to wait any longer.

Funny, I always mean to take my time with her … but then we get each other alone and I feel like a boy on the cusp of losing his virginity. Every time.

She obeys, straddling my lap as she adjusts to exactly the right position, and then slides down onto my shaft. I lift up the material of her lace nightgown so I can watch as she slowly impales herself on my cock, and both the visual of it, and the sensations burning down my spine cause me to nearly stroke out.

Once fully seated in my lap, Penelope begins to slowly gyrate her hips back and forth, a motion I know brushes her sensitive clit against the rough stubble of my pelvis.

“God, you’re fucking beautiful.” I breathe, mesmerized by her.

All she can do is moan in response, too engrossed in stroking herself on my dick to focus on words. It’s a rare treat, to watch her like this. Typically, I like to be in control, the race to my own climax almost as important as getting her off. But tonight, it’s all about what she wants. I’m giving over the reins and sitting back to watch her set the pace.

With every inch she rises, my blood heats a little more. It scorches me from the inside out, setting my heart ablaze with the longing I seem unable to contain any longer. Penelope is a vision, taking what she wants as she wholly focuses on herself. Her fingers knead the tight buds of her nipples, her hair wafting around her like a golden curtain of silk.

I brand her hips with my hands, steadying her as she begins to tremble. All at once, the sharp awareness of my release slams into me, and just as she sinks down for a final time, giving her hips one last spasm to push her over the edge, I unravel.

Pulling her down to me, my arms clamp around her back as I thrust upward, riding the cyclone of pleasure ripping through me.

When my senses come back, in a dazed, muted way, I roll us so that she can nestle in my chest. My cock is still inside her, the evidence of our releases staining her sheets.

With her lying in my arms, my tongue begins to loosen. The chains I’ve always roped thickly around my heart threaten to