Stop it! “Ready?”
“I’ve been ready for some time dear.”
“Okay. He had gone in deep enough that the tip of his cock was frosted. Looking at his prick in between those lovely cheeks. Preferably a clean one.”
“Why?”
“I wanted to scream. “Hi.” Jane was there, looking as if she had just come out of the shower, robe half open over breasts and groin that were still full of little drops of water. She whimpered a little. “Work on my pussy some.”
“Fuck it?”
“No.”
“Pull your legs back more. “Oh God! “Ready?”
“I’ve been ready for some time dear.”
“Okay. And you’re not even hard yet.” She pushed him back onto the bed. Loosen it up first.”
“My tongue? But she had tied him too close to the headboard. He could feel it, right where it was supposed to be, he could tease it up a little, see the very tip of it just peeking out. “I’m going to pee all over you if you keep doing that.” But he didn’t stop. Okay, enough fun and games for one night gone into morning. Get cleaned up and we’ll have one of those.”
“Okay. Maybe even harder. Let’s see if we can find Waldo here.” Well where was it?
