to tingle. I needed Jak inside of me desperately. I released his right butt cheek and slid my hand to his crotch. As I blindly fumbled to find his cock, he pulled his hips from me slightly. I gripped the half stiff shaft into my hand and squeezed as I bit his lower lip.
You’re going to fuck me, Jak. And you’re going to fuck me now.
I released his lip from my teeth and lowered myself to my knees. As I took his paint covered cock into my mouth the bitter taste of the paint heightened my already overly aroused state. As I worked the shaft into my mouth, I squeezed his ass in my hands. Slowly and methodically, I worked my mouth back and forth as he groaned. The louder he groaned, the more aggressive I became. The further I forced him into my throat, the louder he moaned. As his paint covered hands gripped the sides of my head, he attempted to lift me to my feet.
I buried his now rigid cock deep in my throat, I growled. He moaned as he squeezed my head in his hands and lifted half-heartedly on my jaw. He wanted me to consider stopping, but he loved it when I sucked his cock. I slid my mouth to the rim of the head and flicked my tongue against the tip. I opened my eyes and gazed at the floor. After finding the palette, I reached for my brush and gripped it tightly in my hand. I forced my mouth along the shaft until he was buried in my throat. As I held my mouth against his throbbing nine inches, I raised the brush to his balls and began to tickle the bottom of his scrotum. His legs immediately quivered.
You like that, Jak?
Fuck me you sexy beast.
I attempted to bury his cock deeper in my throat and ran the soft bristles from his balls up and along the crack of his ass. Back and forth the brush slowly stroked as I began to work my mouth along his swollen and slobber covered cock. I slid my mouth from the tip of his cock and wrapped my wet lips around his paint covered balls and began to suck lightly. As I softly began to lose myself in working my tongue against his cleanly shaven scrotum, his hands formed tightly around my neck.
“Time to change it up,” he growled.
Against my will and better judgment, he lifted me to my feet. Ultimately, he was going to give me what I wanted – or at least I hoped he was. As I stood and attempted to focus in somewhat of a sexually deprived trance, he lifted me from my feet and began walking across the floor of the apartment. I wrapped my arms around his neck and closed my eyes. As he came to a stop, I opened my eyes. We were in the bathroom. My mind began to run through the possible scenarios.
Bath?
Shower?
Get cleaned up and then start fucking?
He lowered me to the floor and reached into the shower and turned on the water. He motioned toward the enclosure with his hand, “Get in.”
I stepped into the shower and closed my eyes as the warm water beat against my hypersensitive body. I opened my eyes as I felt Jak climb in behind me. Without speaking, he reached for my body wash and squeezed it onto my loofah. As I felt the sponge against my skin and inhaled a hint of the floral scent, I closed my eyes. I shivered as the soap filled sponge pressed against my breasts and slid down my torso and between my legs. As his hand pressed into my inner thighs, I felt his cock against the back of my butt cheek. I opened my eyes and pressed my hands against the inner shower wall as I arched my back and lifted myself on my tip-toes.
I want it, Jak.
I need…
I bit my lower lip as his cock pressed into me. His hands slid along my wet soapy body as his hips began to slap against my ass. As the hot water beat against my skin, his hands pressed against my breasts firmly, lifting me from being bent over to standing erect. He dragged his teeth along my neck as he turned me away from the warm water and against the center of the shower’s inner structure. With my face against the tile wall, he lifted me slightly with each stroke of his cock. He reached for the shower head and repositioned it to
You’re going to fuck me, Jak. And you’re going to fuck me now.
I released his lip from my teeth and lowered myself to my knees. As I took his paint covered cock into my mouth the bitter taste of the paint heightened my already overly aroused state. As I worked the shaft into my mouth, I squeezed his ass in my hands. Slowly and methodically, I worked my mouth back and forth as he groaned. The louder he groaned, the more aggressive I became. The further I forced him into my throat, the louder he moaned. As his paint covered hands gripped the sides of my head, he attempted to lift me to my feet.
I buried his now rigid cock deep in my throat, I growled. He moaned as he squeezed my head in his hands and lifted half-heartedly on my jaw. He wanted me to consider stopping, but he loved it when I sucked his cock. I slid my mouth to the rim of the head and flicked my tongue against the tip. I opened my eyes and gazed at the floor. After finding the palette, I reached for my brush and gripped it tightly in my hand. I forced my mouth along the shaft until he was buried in my throat. As I held my mouth against his throbbing nine inches, I raised the brush to his balls and began to tickle the bottom of his scrotum. His legs immediately quivered.
You like that, Jak?
Fuck me you sexy beast.
I attempted to bury his cock deeper in my throat and ran the soft bristles from his balls up and along the crack of his ass. Back and forth the brush slowly stroked as I began to work my mouth along his swollen and slobber covered cock. I slid my mouth from the tip of his cock and wrapped my wet lips around his paint covered balls and began to suck lightly. As I softly began to lose myself in working my tongue against his cleanly shaven scrotum, his hands formed tightly around my neck.
“Time to change it up,” he growled.
Against my will and better judgment, he lifted me to my feet. Ultimately, he was going to give me what I wanted – or at least I hoped he was. As I stood and attempted to focus in somewhat of a sexually deprived trance, he lifted me from my feet and began walking across the floor of the apartment. I wrapped my arms around his neck and closed my eyes. As he came to a stop, I opened my eyes. We were in the bathroom. My mind began to run through the possible scenarios.
Bath?
Shower?
Get cleaned up and then start fucking?
He lowered me to the floor and reached into the shower and turned on the water. He motioned toward the enclosure with his hand, “Get in.”
I stepped into the shower and closed my eyes as the warm water beat against my hypersensitive body. I opened my eyes as I felt Jak climb in behind me. Without speaking, he reached for my body wash and squeezed it onto my loofah. As I felt the sponge against my skin and inhaled a hint of the floral scent, I closed my eyes. I shivered as the soap filled sponge pressed against my breasts and slid down my torso and between my legs. As his hand pressed into my inner thighs, I felt his cock against the back of my butt cheek. I opened my eyes and pressed my hands against the inner shower wall as I arched my back and lifted myself on my tip-toes.
I want it, Jak.
I need…
I bit my lower lip as his cock pressed into me. His hands slid along my wet soapy body as his hips began to slap against my ass. As the hot water beat against my skin, his hands pressed against my breasts firmly, lifting me from being bent over to standing erect. He dragged his teeth along my neck as he turned me away from the warm water and against the center of the shower’s inner structure. With my face against the tile wall, he lifted me slightly with each stroke of his cock. He reached for the shower head and repositioned it to
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