AR - Means and Ends Part 7

When you do this with Adella you have a huge, rigid erection pressing against your tummy. It acts like a magic key to the taps that control your pussy and the warm, needy feeling in your belly when all you want is Adella on top of you.

Now you just have Jessica’s soft body in your arms and your cock has found its way between her thighs. They squeeze it warmly and it rests against her hot mound as she kisses you back passionately. One of her hands has gotten into your hair while the other admires your toned back. You caress as much of her as you can reach, showing appreciation for her softness, which is a stark contrast to Adella’s firm, powerful body. Your fingers sink into her flesh when you knead her ass cheek.

She reacts with gasps and squeezes her thighs together when you get your mouth on her nips, and the first touch from her fingers tells you that she knows her way around a penis. Her hand is so good that she takes some initiative back without realizing it, pulling smoothly on your erection as she pushes her tongue into your mouth. She wants more, so you get a little rough with her boobs, and she’s all over that.

Jessica is slick and swollen between her legs. Your finger slips inside her effortlessly, and you feel her nails on your skin. She pulls on your body as though you can fuck her right here, but that really is how someone will slip and fall. You pull away and turn off the water. She stands there, dripping and panting, the look on her face one of such unbridled lust that you wish Stef could see it. You probably look that way when Adella has enough self-control to take her time teasing you.

You take Jessica back into the bedroom. She follows your lead eagerly, sitting down soaked on the unmade bed as you guide her, then kneel between her legs. Her large breasts tremble with her nervous breathing as she looks down at you, hesitantly spreading her legs. Rather than screams or moans, she gives you gentle, urgent panting as use your tongue on her. You’d think it was her first time from the way her fingers twist in your hair, but it probably is her first time with a much younger woman. Or anyone other than Stef.

Her hair-pulling gives you **** but to take the hint. You look up from her red, angry pussy past her cute little belly rolls and up to her face. She’s giving the look. Fine. You aren’t a jerk. You give her a push and she lies back. You kiss your way up her belly and between her breasts, then you’re face to face. You lie down on top of her and she moves underneath you impatiently. Looking into her eyes, you reach down to guide yourself. She closes her eyes and tilts her head back, breathing out hard through her nose as you push inside her.

Behind you, the bedroom door bangs open.