Upon her return, I noticed a small bottle of lubricant in her hands. She kneeled on the couch facing me, straddling the top of my thighs. She flipped the top off the bottle open and dripped a stream of cold lube on my cock. I jumped a little and whimpered in false protest. She flashed me a wicked smile, laid the bottle to the side, and started working me with both hands by twisting them in opposite directions while she went up and down my shaft.With this treatment, I was fully hard again in no. This," she looked up at him, "Will be different on so many levels." Ah, dear girl," he cupped her face and kissed her nose, "You already have already pleased me in more ways than you could fathom just by that sentence alone."He pulled her up over his lap, "Now baby girl, this is not to punish you but simply for my own enjoyment." His hand crashed down on her ass, and she cried out. He was a big man both in height and muscle, her ass heated up quickly and she squealed and sobbed panting her heat. When he was sure he’d gotten his body under control, he looked back up into his eyes. “Uh thank you I guess… and thank you for the sheets and the pillow. What-what-ah… what’s your name?”“Cross,” he said simply, confirming his suspicions. Cross lustily licked his lips, prompting a full-fledged erection from the younger man. Darren’s desire was so great it shocked even him. He jumped up, trying to get away from this man, confused at his body’s response to a man… a MAN! He wasn’t gay! He had a. In her imaginings he’d instructed her to reach in and pull out his hard cock. Before she even got to wrap her lips around the imaginary head she was cumming. She did feel the slightest bit of guilt over wanting to fuck her dead mother’s husband, but she quickly brushed that thought away, feeling that it was Joanne’s fault for marrying such a pervert in the first place. Joanne’s fault for marrying such a devastatingly strong, tall, dark, and handsome deviant. Joanne’s fault for marrying someone.
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