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"Don't you think you're a maximalist?" Her eyes fill with a mischievous gleam as her cold palms rest against my chest.

"Only maximalists have access to all the world's goods, because minimalists never achieve anything. And I always get what I want"

Thin fingers pinch my skin painfully. Little witch. I lift her off the bed, pull the shirt off over her head, leaving her naked, and turn her around to lead her into the bathroom.

"Are we going to take a shower together?" Rie folds her arms across her chest as I adjust the water.

"Do you want it to be like a children's camp? First girls, then boys?"

A quiet laugh makes me shift my gaze to the smiling face.

"I just imagined what it would cost me to try to push you out the door. A door replacement would be enough? "

"Also calculate the erection of the new wall."

"That's what I thought. "

Rie dazzles me with a sincere smile, and then bit her lip as I get rid of my shorts.

"Did it ever lie down?" She raises an eyebrow questioningly, squinting at my groin.

"You mean in general, or just a few minutes ago?" I clarify, dragging her into the tub with me. I pull the curtain.

"Does it make any difference?"

"He's lying down during the fight. You know, it's not safe"

Rie laughs again, and then abruptly shuts up and grabs air with her mouth as I pour shower gel into my hand and run my fingers over the satiny folds. My cock twitches, telling me to turn the girl's back and let it push through the hot wetness, but I shut him up. Stay still!! I catch a high from the girl's hazy gaze and the drips of hot water running down her cheeks.

I smear the foam over the firm skin of her flat belly in very slow, teasing strokes. I wrap my hands around my breasts, with their instantly tapered pink nipples. I caress them with my thumbs and pull them slightly, forcing Reenah to curve toward me. How sexy she is!

Suddenly her hand runs down my own belly, picking up the foam, and down on my cock. I found myself unable to hold back a hiss as her nimble fingers squeeze the boner and rub the white gel over it, washing away the faint marks of her own blood.

"You're playing with fire, Rie!" I pull the corner of my lips up, and get a defiant smile in return. This amazon knows the rules of the game, and she checks.

The dainty hand is getting more active. Rie rises on her toes and finds my lips. Purposely presses her nipples harder into me and starts jerking me off.

"And I love to play with fire!" A sensual whisper in my ear shortens my nerve endings.

Green eyes meet my gaze. I read in them the superiority and frank pleasure of what she's doing. Her iris is almost completely obscured by dark, her heart rumbling like crazy. She's horny as hell and gets even more turned on, realizing what she's doing to me now.

The hand is moving a little tentatively and not quite where it needs to be right now. It's at the bottom. I lean my fist against the wall behind Reenah.

"Stop and just squeeze it!" I demand, looking into green leads.

Her hand obediently stiffens, and the grip tightens. I begin to move my hips forward, sliding at the pace I want, and push my head into her wet palm. Rie stares at my face. Barely touches her lips to mine. Not kissing, just catching my ragged breath. She's breathing sharply as I slide my cock into the ring of her fingers. My muscles begin to burn with strain. There's so much unconcealed desire and damnation in her hazy eyes that it makes me want to devour her again. I capture her tortured lips and, pulling back the bottom one with my teeth, dive my tongue into her mouth. Rie moans longingly and pulls me to her waist with her free hand. Such a simple movement, and my brain takes it as something that blows my mind. For the first time, she hugs me.

I thrust my cock forward more sharply, each time hitting her belly with the head, and a few seconds later I violently cum right into her foam-covered hand. Reenah's eyes fill with triumph as I recover my breath.

"Happy?" I smirk, leaving a kiss in the corner of her plump lips. - Now it's my turn.

After washing and hastily drying myself off with a towel, I literally push the savage girl into the room and immediately pile her onto the bed to finally enjoy her tart taste. Rie is already so fucking wet when my tongue finds itself on the sensitive folds and pushes them apart to dive inside her. She bites her hand and reflexively spreads her legs wider.

"Good girl, Rie!" I purr into her hot wetness and gently rub my fingers over the tantalizing hole. My mind chimes with "Miiineee."

In a few minutes of active tongue caresses, she grabs my hair and cums, trying not to moan loudly, and it pisses me off. I want her screaming madly, like she did outside. I free myself from the shackles of her cold fingers and hover on top of her.

"Do you want to try yourself?" I say into her lips and rub my own against hers.

Her dark eyes flash with fire as I lean down and start kissing her, slowly moving into her still throbbing flesh at the same time. Rie shrinks, but I put my hand on her neck and pet her as I continue to kiss her.

There is a persistent feeling that I will never have enough of her now. Sentimental nonsense based on an overdose of hormones and sperm hitting my head, but how else can I explain the fact that once again I think about pleasing a girl first, rather than using her as a carrier of a vagina and a working mouth?

I pull away from her tortured lips to look into the haze of desire in her eyes. Reenah doesn't play around, doesn't try to bite her lips seductively or fake a moan every time I thrust my cock into her. She just stares at me with her eyes and rakes the sheet into her fists. Her genuine sincerity makes me cringe.

"Stick your tongue out, Rie!"

The tip of her sharp tongue runs hastily across her red after-kiss lips, and then she does what I ask. She pulls out her tongue. Slowly I lower my head and wrap my lips around it. I suck it into my mouth and press it with my tongue, stroking it, teasing it, losing myself in the quiet moan that shoots through my throat.

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