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In, out. In, out.
His hips jerked erratically in and out of your wet cunt. You were lying flat on your stomach, burying your face in the pillows that were lazily spread around the bed. You never thought you'd hook up with a well known TV host, but here you were. His sizable sex was stretching you out to a point you'd never been. Your teeth gripped the pillow cover as your eyes rolled to the back of your head for the second and last time that night, your walls clenching around his cock once more. Tenna groans in response, grabbing your hair to make you look at him.
"Say you love TV. Tell me you do. Say it!" He growls, staring down at your blissful expression. Tears stained your cheeks, your face flushed, a couple of stray strands of hair sticking to the corner of your mouth, sweat coating your skin.
"I love TV!" You repeatedly cry out for him — Loud enough for practically anyone within a mile radius to hear. He loves every second of this, and you can tell.
His hips continued their thrusting, however, his pace felt impossibly fast as he chased his high. In and out. Again and again. Until finally, he buried himself as deep as physically possible (without hurting you) inside of your pussy, spilling his seed inside. He let go of your hair and began to press gentle kisses against your shoulder. He slowly rocked his hips against you a few more times before he finally pulled out. Tenna pulled his briefs back up over his softening cock and rolled over to lay next to your limp body.
You felt his hand pull you over to lie against his body with ease. His grip was firm, yet strong. It was incredible how Tenna could be so rough and dominant one moment, and so gentlemanly and caring the next. You sat in comfortable silence as you both caught your breath. He was the first to speak up.
"I suppose you need help getting cleaned up, huh?" Tenna sat up straight, his head turned to look at you. You still felt out of breath, so you just nodded in response.
He carefully laid you on your back and positioned his head between your legs, his nose rested against your stomach as he did so. He licked a stripe up your lips, tasting both you and himself dripping out of your abused hole. You couldn't accurately describe how his tongue felt, but if you had to, you'd say it felt like static electricity, in the best way possible.
Tenna continued to lick your cunt up and down, watching as your legs trembled and your teeth sunk into your hand to keep yourself quiet. Despite the fact that he didn't really have eyes, you could always tell when he was looking at you, when he was making eye contact with you.
He slowly pushed his tongue further, penetrating you. He sucks and licks up some of the load he'd put into you. His long nose brushed against your sensitive clit every once in a while, causing you to involuntarily clench your legs around the somewhat cold metal of his head.
After he was satisfied with his little meal, he withdrew his tongue and kissed your clit, murmuring sweet praise.
"You're truly divine, my darling."
"You taste much better than a TV dinner, I must say."
"I could sit here like this for hours..."
"I love you. Thank you for letting me have you like this..."
"You did so well for me, I'm sorry if I was too rough."
You resist the urge to cry a little. Sure, maybe what Tenna was saying was a bit corny, but he meant it. That was more than anyone had given you. You'd never experienced real, pure, genuine praise and love. His serious tone made it all the more real. If Tenna didn't mean it, he would've still been talking like his usual showman-self.
He rubs your stomach in a soothing manner, trailing his kisses back up until he eventually reaches your neck.
"Are you okay? Are you hurt? Did I hurt you? Did I do something wrong?" He started to spiral immediately upon seeing your teary-eyed state.
"No, Tenna... You've done everything right. I..." You trailed off for a moment, taking pause to put your thoughts into words, "I should thank you. I've never felt so... important."
Tenna smiled and a light pink appeared on his screen. He lifted his head to gently peck at your jaw before responding, "you should... You should feel this important all the time, every day, every second."
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Neither of you are exactly sure of when either one of you fell asleep, you just know that when you woke up, he was holding you like nothing else in the world mattered besides you.