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It's Your Birthday-(Kyrie Irving)-For Amber *Explicit*

Right when you closed the door, you jumped in Kyrie's arms. "Someone's excited" he chuckled, against your lips. "I just want to thank you for my amazing birthday party." "You don't have to thank me Amber, I just did it to show how much I love you." "You got me an Aventador, I think I should say thank you." He looked the door behind him. "Like I said, because I love you." You smashed your mouth to his. Kyrie carried you up to the bedroom, dropping you on the bed beneath him. He reached behind you, unhooked your bra, then threw it out the way.  Kyrie opened your legs wide, his hands placed on the inside of each thigh. "Kyrie, come on already.." Looking down at your entrance that was already throbbing with anticipation for him, he smiled. He lowered his head, and licked the inside of your thigh. You shivered as his breath hit your most sensitive part. Your hips move up against his mouth, trying desperate to get to him for release. He slid your underwear down your legs, and pushed your dress up until it rested on your stomach. "Well you are the birthday girl." His hands held you down though, fingers digging into your hips. 

He brought his lips down to your sensitive clit, and sucked it into his mouth. You ball up the sheets in your hand. He runs his tongue down your folds, then up them again. "You taste so good." His voice sends shivers down your spine. "Kyrie, I want you in me.." "Anything to make you happy." He got over you taking off his pants, and slid in his member. You could feel him filling up every inch of you, then the head of his dick brushed against your g-spot. You scratched his shoulders, from the immense amount of building pressure. Kyrie continued pounding you, the head of the bed, hitting the wall. This caused a groan of pure pleasure to fall from your lips. “You like that babe?” he said. He kept aiming his thrusts into you perfectly. Your back arched of the bed. “I’m going to cum Kyrie, please don’t stop.” After a few more thrusts you felt your walls tighten around him. Both of you came, screaming each other's name.  The sensation was increased as you felt his burning seed fill you. “Happy birthday,” he said, slightly flushed and out of breathe. “I love you,” you replied.

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An Aventador is car for anyone that doesn't know..