cute little green skirt and turtleneck. Green tights and red ankle boots.
She shoved his overcoat off and then started laughing. Jack froze, frowning.
“Superman” was all she could get out.
Looking down at himself he realized the suit was a one-piece thing. Getting it off would require letting her go. It also seemed to be a mood wrecker. Jack hefted Carmen over his shoulder in a fireman’s hold. His hand landed on her ass because he had to as he strode through the house into his bedroom. Her laugh turned into a moan as his hand remained on the green bottom, caressing and squeezing gently.
Flipping her off his shoulder, he put her on the edge of the bed. “Stay,” he commanded, and stepped back. He wanted to rip the costume from neck to legs, but she’d purchased it for him. Gotten it before she knew he was coming back. This damn thing would be a treasured possession for the rest of his life. When he died, someone was going to get a good laugh when they found it. Only Carmen would know what it was.
Pulling it off, he stepped out of his boots as well. “I’ve had a complete physical in the last month,” he told her calmly. “No STDs, no AIDS. I haven’t been with a woman since the last time we were together. I’m not asking you if you’ve been with anyone since I’ve been gone. Just telling you my situation. How about your health? I don’t want to wear a condom.”
Carmen gulped. “Hospital yearly last month. Clean. But—”
“Good.”
He was naked and sinking to his knees between her legs. Carefully he pulled her turtleneck from her skirt, lifting it over her head. Sitting back on his heels he looked at her breasts. They were securely restrained in an unadorned bra. Not a garment a woman wore if she was planning to get naked for someone. At this moment he loved that bra but it had to go. Reaching around her he flicked the hooks with experienced fingers and pulled it down her arms in a single motion. It landed on top of the turtleneck beside him on the floor.
“Jack, what about—”
“I intend to get you pregnant,” he cut her off.
“Oh!” Her shocked exclamation came as he unzipped and pulled off the cute little red boots. Immediately he reached up under her skirt and gripped the top of her tights and panties.
“Lift up,” he instructed. She complied and he swiftly pulled them down.
“Shouldn’t we discuss—”
“Do you want children?” He dropped the green hose and grasped her knees, pushing them apart. “I like the little skirt. We’ll leave it a while. Now hold it up for me.”
“I love children.” She pulled her skirt up, exposing herself with sexy hesitancy. “But what about—”
“I’m not poor. I meant it when I said you don’t have to work with the jerk or anyone else.”
Jack knelt there staring at her cunt, watching its naked folds flush and plump as excitement seeped out of it. He’d flipped on the overhead light because he wanted to see her. He wanted her to know he was looking at her. “This cunt is mine. I intend to fuck it into next week. There’s no way you’ll not be pregnant unless you just had your period. Then we’ll have to keep fucking ‘til you are.”
Carmen was panting lightly as she watched him study her pussy and discuss fucking it into next week. Her bare breasts trembled, the tips hard and pointed. “I can’t get pregnant, Jack.”
His eyes shot up to hers. Not even a second ticked by. “All right. We’ll adopt. That just gives us more time to fuck first,” he assured her. “Lie back so I can taste my pussy.”
His hands left her knees. He gripped both her nipples as she reclined for him, twisting them gently. “Good girl. Look at you holding your skirt up. So pretty, so sexy. Damn.” His eyes ate her as her mouth opened to speak again. “You don’t have to explain, baby. We’ll talk about it later but that doesn’t change what we’re going
She shoved his overcoat off and then started laughing. Jack froze, frowning.
“Superman” was all she could get out.
Looking down at himself he realized the suit was a one-piece thing. Getting it off would require letting her go. It also seemed to be a mood wrecker. Jack hefted Carmen over his shoulder in a fireman’s hold. His hand landed on her ass because he had to as he strode through the house into his bedroom. Her laugh turned into a moan as his hand remained on the green bottom, caressing and squeezing gently.
Flipping her off his shoulder, he put her on the edge of the bed. “Stay,” he commanded, and stepped back. He wanted to rip the costume from neck to legs, but she’d purchased it for him. Gotten it before she knew he was coming back. This damn thing would be a treasured possession for the rest of his life. When he died, someone was going to get a good laugh when they found it. Only Carmen would know what it was.
Pulling it off, he stepped out of his boots as well. “I’ve had a complete physical in the last month,” he told her calmly. “No STDs, no AIDS. I haven’t been with a woman since the last time we were together. I’m not asking you if you’ve been with anyone since I’ve been gone. Just telling you my situation. How about your health? I don’t want to wear a condom.”
Carmen gulped. “Hospital yearly last month. Clean. But—”
“Good.”
He was naked and sinking to his knees between her legs. Carefully he pulled her turtleneck from her skirt, lifting it over her head. Sitting back on his heels he looked at her breasts. They were securely restrained in an unadorned bra. Not a garment a woman wore if she was planning to get naked for someone. At this moment he loved that bra but it had to go. Reaching around her he flicked the hooks with experienced fingers and pulled it down her arms in a single motion. It landed on top of the turtleneck beside him on the floor.
“Jack, what about—”
“I intend to get you pregnant,” he cut her off.
“Oh!” Her shocked exclamation came as he unzipped and pulled off the cute little red boots. Immediately he reached up under her skirt and gripped the top of her tights and panties.
“Lift up,” he instructed. She complied and he swiftly pulled them down.
“Shouldn’t we discuss—”
“Do you want children?” He dropped the green hose and grasped her knees, pushing them apart. “I like the little skirt. We’ll leave it a while. Now hold it up for me.”
“I love children.” She pulled her skirt up, exposing herself with sexy hesitancy. “But what about—”
“I’m not poor. I meant it when I said you don’t have to work with the jerk or anyone else.”
Jack knelt there staring at her cunt, watching its naked folds flush and plump as excitement seeped out of it. He’d flipped on the overhead light because he wanted to see her. He wanted her to know he was looking at her. “This cunt is mine. I intend to fuck it into next week. There’s no way you’ll not be pregnant unless you just had your period. Then we’ll have to keep fucking ‘til you are.”
Carmen was panting lightly as she watched him study her pussy and discuss fucking it into next week. Her bare breasts trembled, the tips hard and pointed. “I can’t get pregnant, Jack.”
His eyes shot up to hers. Not even a second ticked by. “All right. We’ll adopt. That just gives us more time to fuck first,” he assured her. “Lie back so I can taste my pussy.”
His hands left her knees. He gripped both her nipples as she reclined for him, twisting them gently. “Good girl. Look at you holding your skirt up. So pretty, so sexy. Damn.” His eyes ate her as her mouth opened to speak again. “You don’t have to explain, baby. We’ll talk about it later but that doesn’t change what we’re going
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