Chapter 33

Charlotte's POV
　　The tip of Ronald's tongue began to make a secret effort, which made the originally very soft tongue become like a finger, with some force that others could not refuse.
　　The tip of Ronald's tongue crossed my clitor*s as if all the blood in my body had pooled there in a second.
　　I felt my blood burning in my veins.
　　At this moment, I learned that Ronald was irresistible.
　　My heart began to leap and Ronald licked my clitor*s for what seemed to last as long as a century.
　　I thirsted for Ronald, that he would keep doing this, and I was afraid that Ronald would stop so suddenly that I would be abandoned in the wilderness of sex.
　　"Please, don't stop."
　　Damn, at what point did my voice start sounding so hoarse.
　Ronald stroked the base of my thighs as he kept seducing me with his low voice.
　　"What do you want me to do, Charlotte? Say it!"
　　My breathing quickened and I was shuddering between my thighs. I was holding Ronald's head while his tongue was constantly teasing my most sensitive clitor*s.
　　My hormones were being played with mercilessly by Ronald, and his tongue was like a whip from hell, lashing at my sanity.
　　Eventually, it took me to heaven again.
　　My clitor*s was held tightly in Ronald's lips, my clitor*s was firmly in contact with his tongue, and it was almost thrillingly a sexual foreplay.
　　"Say it, Charlotte!" said Ronald, slapping me hard on the ass.
　　An unstoppable, tingling pain started in my ass and flowed lewdly toward the rest of my body.
　　The only thought that stayed in my mind was that I needed to be slammed hard.
　　"No..."
　　Although my mouth cried out in rejection of Ronald, I signaled with eager eyes that Ronald should not stop doing this to me.
　　All the muscles in my abdomen were tightening. I craved my clitor*s, she needed attention, the poor things they needed to be controlled.
　　My desire was soaring and I thought I was going to explode.
　　I squirmed uncomfortably, "Bite it her! Lick her!"
　　Broken sounds went from deep in my throat as I gasped for air, longing for my wish to be granted by Ronald.
　　Ronald's eyes were blazing for a moment, and my words seemed to be a burning flame that ignited the rest of his passion.
　　Ronald spread my legs apart and, like a doctor examining a woman's ailment, he buried his head deep inside my legs, my vag*na at its outermost.
　　Indeed, I needed him to help me with my most difficult problem right now.
　　The desire from my clitor*s, my thirst.
　　"Look at the look on your face, Charlotte," Ronald murmured.
　　Ronald pushed his tongue into my vag*na mouth and he kept on, licking my vag*na and clitor*s fast.
　　My head tilted back to a maximum arc, my saliva dripping from the corners of my mouth, my legs held rigidly open.
　　Ronald sank his teeth into my swollen, pathetic clitor*s at the last moment .
　　My body jerked in that instant, and then I shattered into an early morning mist.
　　Ronald sucked loudly, like a thirsty traveler, on the fluid that flowed from my vag*na and belonged to the orgasm.
　　He sucked so loudly that it aroused what little shame I had left.
　　"Keep it down, Ronald..." I said to Ronald, holding my arm over my face.
　　"Not at all, Charlotte, you taste simply delicious!"
　Ronald moved my arm away from my face. He stared into my eyes and said to me.
　　　"I want to cram all of me in today!" Ronald was breathing heavily, and the hot breath he exhaled sprayed onto my clitor*s.
　　Even my sensitive pussy lips could feel it clearly.
　　"Do you know how much I want you, Charlotte?"
　　Ronald's throat knot moved up and down as he suddenly stopped his act on my clitor*s.
　　"Why did you stop so suddenly?" I asked Ronald in confusion.
　　Ronald looked and my eyes, then addressed me in a tone that I couldn't deny.
　　"I'm going to fuck you now, Charlotte, you slutty little slut!"
　　Ronald braced his upper body and I could clearly see Ronald's abs rising and falling with his breathing. I focused on Ronald's wheat-colored skin, where some of the sweat of the clear one was dripping.
"You look like you're holding back a lot, Ronald," I said to her gently as I placed my hand on his chest.
Ronald looked down at me, his face flowing with fiery desire. ronald pursed his lips, his gaze never leaving my lake blue eyes again.
"Charlotte, you're so sexy." Ronald reached out, his fingers tracing down my stomach, then gently cupping my breasts, finally lingering on my nipples.
"Do you mind if I leave a mark of my own here?" Ronald stroked my areola, then gasped, "You're simply too full of wildness, and I want to kiss every inch of you. Until they are completely mine."
The tingling pleasure on my nipples spread through my limbs as Ronald kneaded my sensitive areas roughly and slowly in between my brain letting go.
Ronald grabbed my hair and wrapped his arms tightly around my waist. ronald held my breasts tightly against his chest, my breasts becoming a pliable dough under his ronald's squeezing.
My hair was spread out like a cloud on the clean white bed. ronald gently inserted his fingers into my hair as his other hand slid down my spine and into the center of my buttocks.
He was kneading my buttocks with his hand, his right hand holding his pen*s, Ronald's glans constantly rubbing against my clitor*s.
I felt Ronald's erection being visibly pressed against the mouth of my vag*na.
Desire was rushing through me and Ronald's muscles were surprisingly hard. But there was something warm and soft about this hardness.
"Charlotte?" asked Ronald softly.
I squeezed a simple word or two out of my teeth. "What's wrong?"
I grabbed Ronald's arm, then felt his desire that was about to get out of hand.
Ronald leans down and then sticks his tongue out to lick my lips. He releases his arms and then spreads my thighs to the sides.
I wanted him so badly, this strong, sexy man.
Ronald leaned forward and I could feel his hard tip slowly entering my body.
Ronald was so skilled in bed that my vag*na was already producing enough fluid. This helped me to accommodate Ronald's pen*s tip very well .
"Ah!" I had to let a few moans escape from my mouth, Ronald's pen*s was very thick and very hard. My full attention had to be focused on Ronald's movements as he entered me.
Ronald wrapped his arms around my waist intimately and then began to pound away. "Relax, Charlotte, don't be so tense." Ronald whispered in a raspy voice to reassure me.
There was essentially no clothing between him and me that could separate us, only sweat dripping continuously from Ronald's forehead. Huge beads of sweat accompanied Ronald's have frequency of pounding and they smashed into my face.
"Charlotte, damn it, you smell so good." Ronald said to me, in a shaky voice.
I was reveling in the, flood of pleasure Ronald's thick pen*s were giving me. "What?" I didn't hear Ronald's words to me clearly.
Ronald reached out with one hand and kept kneading my clitor*s, which was the pleasure I was almost facing on the verge of being destroyed.
"God, this is crazy!" I held my mouth slightly open as I tried to stop Ronald's actions. But as soon as I reached out, I was possessed, wrapping my arms around Ronald's neck or his waist.
I was going through a rainstorm deep inside me, my clitor*s were being squeezed violently, vag*na inside had long been pounded by Ronald's pen*s.
My body trembled as Ronald kept increasing the speed of his pounding, and I could barely keep up with the pace of his lovemaking.
"Oh... ,please!" I moaned, and kept moving my hips toward his pen*s.
Ronald's pen*s kept thrusting inside my vag*na, sweat gathering between the two of our bodies.
"Faster, Ronald!" I pinched Ronald's shoulders hard, as if this would both relieve the great emptiness that came with the pushing out of Ronald's pen*s from inside my vag*na.
"Charlotte, you're too slutty too!" Ronald's voice was the best aphrodisiac.
My sanity continued to fester at Ronald's onslaught. I don't know exactly how long this went on as Ronald shouted my name and shoved the pen*s hard inside my vag*na, followed by a quick pull out.
Ronald kept this up, he pounded hard, and I reflexively clenched Ronald's pen*s.
After one of Ronald's poundings, my vag*na experienced a spasm. Finally, my orgasm came first.
Ronald pulled his pen*s out at the last minute and he wrapped his arms tightly around me. My stomach that felt a hard object, followed by a stream of sticky fluid appearing on my skin.
"Ronald? What the fuck did you do?" I struggled to slow my breathing and look at the white, murky puddle of fluid on my stomach.
Ronald's eyes sparkle with emotions I can't read as he takes his forehead away from my shoulder. "Charlotte," Ronald said between his lips, uttering my name.
When my body and mind slowed down, I stretched out a stop. Then grabbed a napkin from my side to wipe the cum off my stomach.
"Here you go, it's better if you keep these for yourself."
I tossed the cum-soaked ball of paper onto Ronald's body and casually draped a blanket over it as I walked into the bathroom without looking back and began to shower.
"Wait, Charlotte."
My hand was suddenly grabbed by Ronald, who withdrew the blanket I was wearing. This forced me to be exposed to the cold air again.
I turned back to Ronald and looked at him a little angrily.
"What are you going to do to me again, Ronald?" I asked Ronald impatiently.
"I think I will be responsible for you." Ronald said to me seriously.
I rolled my eyes at Ronald helplessly, "Come on, Ronald. i know, but you don't have to say similar things every time..."
Ronald was alerted in a split second as he stared into my eyes and questioned me suspiciously. "Every time? But this is obviously the first time we've had sex!"
I had goose bumps on my back, damn it, I forgot I was Charlotte now and not Ally!