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her
hip, finding her bud with his middle finger, rubbing and pressing
roughly.
She pressed back, giving him more room to
play, nestling his throbbing dick between her ass cheeks. “Maybe
I’m a pyromaniac tonight,” the alcohol made her say. She slid
against him, rubbing him along her cheeks. “And I wouldn’t call you
fire. Maybe lightning, wild, electric, totally unpredictable.
Dominating and oohh…”
He slid one long finger into her, smiling
when she cried out as he found sensitive areas. She was squirming
against him, her wet buttocks caressing him until he was every bit
as hot as she was. He pushed another finger into her, then
restrained her when she tried to turn to him.
“You are teasing. I need more, damn it.” She
got out between gritted teeth. She squeaked when he pushed her head
further down, pulling her hips back even more, seeking the position
he had in mind.
Then he removed his fingers, giving one last
caress to her knotted bud, feeling her throb with need.
He was going to help them both. He took
himself in hand, and pressed his cock to her heated entrance,
filling her in one thrust. They both sighed in relief.
Stroke after stroke, he pushed them higher.
Jenna had her hands splayed against the wall, trying to find hold
in the slick shower. She was gasping, moaning with every thrust he
gave her, amazed that he could fill her so completely.
Jacob lifted her leg, resting her foot on
the ledge her shampoo was on, laughing when she breathlessly said,
“Oh my God.”
He was even deeper than she thought
possible, each thrust bumping against places that had never existed
before now. Her g-spot was caressed with each pull, driving her
closer and closer to the ultimate goal.
She reached down, fondling his sack as he
stroked within her, rolling his balls in her hands, pressing behind
them to that sensitive spot many men didn’t know they had.
“Oh shit” she heard him grunt against her
shoulder, and she pressed a little harder, smiling to herself when
she felt him draw up, on the brink of his climax.
He reached down, gently removing her hand,
sliding his forward, tapping his long finger against her clit so
she would explode with him. And he felt it. She began to tense
around him, her back going straight, her muscles convulsing around
him, gripping him tightly, coaxing him to the edge with her.
He pulled out at the last second, spurting
against her plump backside.
They both shouted as they combusted,
fireflies dancing along the edges of their vision, limbs and
muscles tingling as it encompassed their entire bodies.
Long minutes later, Jacob quickly washed
them up again, then wrapped Jenna in a thick towel before doing the
same to himself. They dried themselves quickly, and he carried her
back to the bedroom, despite her demands of ‘put me down, I’m too
heavy, you’re going to hurt yourself.’
He laid her on her bed, climbing in beside
her, tucking the covers around them, comfortably wrapping himself
around her. They both were asleep within minutes.
Chapter 5.
Hangover. Now she remembered why she rarely drank. Then again, she thought, letting her eyes gaze the length of
the half nude man lying next to her, if I brought home that kind
of specimen each time, I might become an alcoholic.
The object of her scrutiny rolled onto his
back just then, the comforter slipping off of him, leaving him
covered in only the thin sheet.
Jenna’s eyes were glued to the massive part
that was making a rather large, well, tent didn’t do it
justice, unless it was a circus tent, but the other words that came
to mind were mountain, peak, hidden maglite.
She had to stifle a giggle at the last one.
Of course that didn’t help her aching head at all. She climbed out
of bed, slowly sliding from beneath the blankets so as not to wake
him, and practically ran from the room when he let loose a loud
snore.
The washroom thankfully held a basket of
clean clothing, and she dressed in a hurry, hoping to be
hip, finding her bud with his middle finger, rubbing and pressing
roughly.
She pressed back, giving him more room to
play, nestling his throbbing dick between her ass cheeks. “Maybe
I’m a pyromaniac tonight,” the alcohol made her say. She slid
against him, rubbing him along her cheeks. “And I wouldn’t call you
fire. Maybe lightning, wild, electric, totally unpredictable.
Dominating and oohh…”
He slid one long finger into her, smiling
when she cried out as he found sensitive areas. She was squirming
against him, her wet buttocks caressing him until he was every bit
as hot as she was. He pushed another finger into her, then
restrained her when she tried to turn to him.
“You are teasing. I need more, damn it.” She
got out between gritted teeth. She squeaked when he pushed her head
further down, pulling her hips back even more, seeking the position
he had in mind.
Then he removed his fingers, giving one last
caress to her knotted bud, feeling her throb with need.
He was going to help them both. He took
himself in hand, and pressed his cock to her heated entrance,
filling her in one thrust. They both sighed in relief.
Stroke after stroke, he pushed them higher.
Jenna had her hands splayed against the wall, trying to find hold
in the slick shower. She was gasping, moaning with every thrust he
gave her, amazed that he could fill her so completely.
Jacob lifted her leg, resting her foot on
the ledge her shampoo was on, laughing when she breathlessly said,
“Oh my God.”
He was even deeper than she thought
possible, each thrust bumping against places that had never existed
before now. Her g-spot was caressed with each pull, driving her
closer and closer to the ultimate goal.
She reached down, fondling his sack as he
stroked within her, rolling his balls in her hands, pressing behind
them to that sensitive spot many men didn’t know they had.
“Oh shit” she heard him grunt against her
shoulder, and she pressed a little harder, smiling to herself when
she felt him draw up, on the brink of his climax.
He reached down, gently removing her hand,
sliding his forward, tapping his long finger against her clit so
she would explode with him. And he felt it. She began to tense
around him, her back going straight, her muscles convulsing around
him, gripping him tightly, coaxing him to the edge with her.
He pulled out at the last second, spurting
against her plump backside.
They both shouted as they combusted,
fireflies dancing along the edges of their vision, limbs and
muscles tingling as it encompassed their entire bodies.
Long minutes later, Jacob quickly washed
them up again, then wrapped Jenna in a thick towel before doing the
same to himself. They dried themselves quickly, and he carried her
back to the bedroom, despite her demands of ‘put me down, I’m too
heavy, you’re going to hurt yourself.’
He laid her on her bed, climbing in beside
her, tucking the covers around them, comfortably wrapping himself
around her. They both were asleep within minutes.
Chapter 5.
Hangover. Now she remembered why she rarely drank. Then again, she thought, letting her eyes gaze the length of
the half nude man lying next to her, if I brought home that kind
of specimen each time, I might become an alcoholic.
The object of her scrutiny rolled onto his
back just then, the comforter slipping off of him, leaving him
covered in only the thin sheet.
Jenna’s eyes were glued to the massive part
that was making a rather large, well, tent didn’t do it
justice, unless it was a circus tent, but the other words that came
to mind were mountain, peak, hidden maglite.
She had to stifle a giggle at the last one.
Of course that didn’t help her aching head at all. She climbed out
of bed, slowly sliding from beneath the blankets so as not to wake
him, and practically ran from the room when he let loose a loud
snore.
The washroom thankfully held a basket of
clean clothing, and she dressed in a hurry, hoping to be
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