myself start to relax beneath him, I sighed as I realized that his fingers actually felt quite good, and his lips were soft on my throat, his other hand expertly twisted my nipple to a point.
“There you go. Don’t think about anything but me and you.” He said almost silently before he sat up and removed his shirt, revealing two pistols adorned across his chest, and slipped off his jeans in record time.
He slipped back between my legs and slid his fingers teasingly along the junction of my thighs and my sex, sending tingles along my breasts; he smiled and wiggled his finger against the stockings, scratching at the crotch of them until his finger finally broke through.
I gasped loudly , arching my hips slightly off the cushion.
“Good!” Someone called and Jesse sat up quickly, taking a robe from the man who’d greeted me when I first arrived. He handed one to m e and held his hand out to help me stand.
“Let’s grab a smoke.” He said, and I followed him out to the patio.
I took a deep breath as I took my lighter and Virginia slim pack from the table and lit one. When I blew it out, it was shaky, and embarrassing, my hand shook as I held the cigarette.
“How are you feeling?” His rich voice asked.
“I’m okay, just… I don’t know it’s weird.” I laughed.
“It is, but you’ll get used to it really quick. Once you realize everyone here has seen all of this and more countless times.” He winked and pulled on his smoke.
When the ten minute break was over we resumed our places on the couch. After taking a small pair of safety scissors and opening the crotch of the thick hose a little more, Jesse held himself in his hand through his underwear, squeezing and kneading mindlessly as he gazed unfocused at the ground. I wondered what he was thinking about, but before I could explore the thought we were called to action.
Jesse slid his index fingers into the hole of the stockings and pulled at them, tearing them open to reveal my vagina; the camera was less than two feet from me. My heart was racing in my chest, so I closed my eyes and tried once more to forget those around us. Jesse kissed each of my hips, and then each of my breasts before he sought out my lips, his mouth was fresh, like vanilla and peppermint, and his scruffy face tickled my skin as he trailed to my neck once again whispering to me.
“You’re incredible.” He said, and I wondered if he’d really said it or I’d only imagined it, so quiet were the words. “I want to taste you.” He whispered, nuzzling my neck with his nose, his fingers circling my clitoris.
Jesse’s words were maddening, I moaned loudly, and his fingers started to glide along my folds with greater ease as he harvested the first drops of my nectar. I felt his cheeks lift in a smile against my neck and I squirmed, suddenly and unexpectedly aroused. My nipples scraped against his chest, and the small bit of coarse hair that sprinkled his chest tickled them. He sat back on his haunches and ripped the stockings open more, and when I felt the cool air hit my thighs I gasped again, and watched as Jesse’s head lowered to me.
I cried out in alarm and sat up as he seemed to at tack my vagina, almost savagely. Instantly my legs were quaking and I tried to pull away from him, but he grasped my hips and hauled me forward on the couch, burying his mouth against me, his facial hair stabbing yet tickling me at the same time. I grabbed a handful of his thick hair and closed my eyes, twisting away from him as he forced me over the edge, my moans sounded almost accusatory even to my own ears.
When the last exquisite spasm ripped through me, I shoved his head away from me and released his hair; his eyes gleamed wickedly at me as I slinked off the thick red cushion to put my knees on the floor.
“Give me that cock baby.” I said as I pulled at his underpants.
He lifted his hips slightly and he sprung free, his eyes gleamed with knowing. My hands were frozen in mid air, my
“There you go. Don’t think about anything but me and you.” He said almost silently before he sat up and removed his shirt, revealing two pistols adorned across his chest, and slipped off his jeans in record time.
He slipped back between my legs and slid his fingers teasingly along the junction of my thighs and my sex, sending tingles along my breasts; he smiled and wiggled his finger against the stockings, scratching at the crotch of them until his finger finally broke through.
I gasped loudly , arching my hips slightly off the cushion.
“Good!” Someone called and Jesse sat up quickly, taking a robe from the man who’d greeted me when I first arrived. He handed one to m e and held his hand out to help me stand.
“Let’s grab a smoke.” He said, and I followed him out to the patio.
I took a deep breath as I took my lighter and Virginia slim pack from the table and lit one. When I blew it out, it was shaky, and embarrassing, my hand shook as I held the cigarette.
“How are you feeling?” His rich voice asked.
“I’m okay, just… I don’t know it’s weird.” I laughed.
“It is, but you’ll get used to it really quick. Once you realize everyone here has seen all of this and more countless times.” He winked and pulled on his smoke.
When the ten minute break was over we resumed our places on the couch. After taking a small pair of safety scissors and opening the crotch of the thick hose a little more, Jesse held himself in his hand through his underwear, squeezing and kneading mindlessly as he gazed unfocused at the ground. I wondered what he was thinking about, but before I could explore the thought we were called to action.
Jesse slid his index fingers into the hole of the stockings and pulled at them, tearing them open to reveal my vagina; the camera was less than two feet from me. My heart was racing in my chest, so I closed my eyes and tried once more to forget those around us. Jesse kissed each of my hips, and then each of my breasts before he sought out my lips, his mouth was fresh, like vanilla and peppermint, and his scruffy face tickled my skin as he trailed to my neck once again whispering to me.
“You’re incredible.” He said, and I wondered if he’d really said it or I’d only imagined it, so quiet were the words. “I want to taste you.” He whispered, nuzzling my neck with his nose, his fingers circling my clitoris.
Jesse’s words were maddening, I moaned loudly, and his fingers started to glide along my folds with greater ease as he harvested the first drops of my nectar. I felt his cheeks lift in a smile against my neck and I squirmed, suddenly and unexpectedly aroused. My nipples scraped against his chest, and the small bit of coarse hair that sprinkled his chest tickled them. He sat back on his haunches and ripped the stockings open more, and when I felt the cool air hit my thighs I gasped again, and watched as Jesse’s head lowered to me.
I cried out in alarm and sat up as he seemed to at tack my vagina, almost savagely. Instantly my legs were quaking and I tried to pull away from him, but he grasped my hips and hauled me forward on the couch, burying his mouth against me, his facial hair stabbing yet tickling me at the same time. I grabbed a handful of his thick hair and closed my eyes, twisting away from him as he forced me over the edge, my moans sounded almost accusatory even to my own ears.
When the last exquisite spasm ripped through me, I shoved his head away from me and released his hair; his eyes gleamed wickedly at me as I slinked off the thick red cushion to put my knees on the floor.
“Give me that cock baby.” I said as I pulled at his underpants.
He lifted his hips slightly and he sprung free, his eyes gleamed with knowing. My hands were frozen in mid air, my
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