But cash wasn’t what Caesar was looking for at the moment. It was the second manila envelope, which held some of his product. Caesar retrieved what he needed, put everything back in place, and then went back into the bathroom.
“You ready for this?” Bianca sat on the floor, balanced up on her elbows, her knees bent, with feet flat on the floor and her legs wide open.
Caesar popped his pill with some of the wine, then stood over Bianca and said, “Assume the position.”
Bianca turned and got on all fours. Caesar picked up the glass of wine and walked over to Bianca. He got on his knees behind her. He held the glass at the small of her back and slowly poured, the red liquid sliding down Bianca’s crack. Caesar filled his mouth with the last swallow of wine then set the glass down. He spread Bianca’s cheeks wide and then proceeded to clean her of all the liquid with his tongue.
“Mmmm. Yeah.” Bianca moaned at the feeling of Caesar’s tongue stroking her up and down, every now and then plunging into her.
“Ooooh, baby, you taste so good.” Caesar smacked her on her right butt cheek. “Literally.” He laughed and then began eating her backside out while fingering her vagina.
“Oh, Caesar, baby. You make me feel so good. It’s fucking out of this world.” Bianca continued to tell Caesar how good he was making her feel while his tongue and fingers sent her into ecstasy without the use of an actual Ecstasy pill.
Caesar pushed Bianca’s back toward the floor so that she was arched like a true feline. Her ass was tooted high in the air, and her pussy was open wide for him. His tongue went from one hole to the next, as did his fingers. It was like he was in a race to put a Rubik’s Cube together with both his tongue and his fingers. As far as Bianca was concerned, with his skills, he was definitely going to make it into the Guinness Book of World Records, and he would probably hold the title for the rest of his life.
“Oh, baby. Oh my God.” The juices coming from Bianca’s body turned into a waterfall. She felt that she would drown in all of her wetness. She didn’t know which way was up. Her body was tingling and trembling. Her natural wetness was mixing with Caesar’s saliva and creating an ocean of bliss. She didn’t want anybody throwing her a life jacket.
She began arching her back, trying to find a rhythm to Caesar’s beat, but he was drumming all over the place—from the front to the back. Even though Bianca was arched like a cat, she began panting like a dog.
Caesar knew Bianca well, just like a book. If God was the author of all lives, then he was the co-author of Bianca’s. Sensing she was about to cum, he plunged his finger into all the natural wetness of her womanhood, while he hunched over her, plunging his manhood into the river he’d created with his saliva in the back. He bucked in and out, quickly and wildly, while his fingers danced inside of Bianca’s ballroom.
“Oh, uh, oh, yes,” Bianca cried out, her muscles tightening around Caesar’s fingers.
“That’s right, baby. Make yo’ man nut all up in this ass,” Caesar said as his eyes rolled to the back of his head, on the verge of cumming himself. “Shit. Fuck. I love you, baby! I swear I love this ass. I love you! I do, baby! I really do,” he confessed.
A string of expletives released from both their mouths as their bodies simultaneously released. Caesar rested his body over Bianca’s as the two breathed heavily. Finally, Bianca collapsed to the floor on her stomach, Caesar’s vessel no longer inside of her.
“Oh, baby. I can’t even explain the way you make me feel,” Caesar told her as he ran his finger down the middle of her sweaty, glistening back.
“Ditto,” Bianca moaned, still trying to catch her breath and bask in the moment. “Start the shower water,” she ordered.
After a couple seconds of trying to catch his own breath, Caesar finally stood to his feet. He padded over to the shower and turned on the water. Once he got it to just the right temperature, he stepped under the showerhead. Bianca stepped in behind him, wrapping her body around his from behind. They both just stood there, allowing the water to beat down on their skin as they rested against one another.
Caesar turned around and looked Bianca in the eyes as water streamed down her face, causing her to blink rapidly, trying to look at him and keep the water from getting into her eyes at the same time.
“I love you, Bianca. I really do.” He had such a serious and heavy look on his face.
Bianca smiled, like she always did, to try to break up the intensity of his words and the look on his face. Quite often, after the two would make love, Caesar would always look at her and tell her he loved her. To Bianca, it felt more like an apology. She would often wonder if she was going to wake up the next day and find him gone. “I love you too, babe. You know that.” Bianca smiled with her eyes only. “Now, finish what you started.” Bianca placed her hand on top of Caesar’s head and pushed him downward.
Caesar lifted Bianca’s leg over his shoulder, while she held onto
