Argh! Yes

RIA

But no sooner did the thought cross my mind, then I knew it wasn't true. Shane was going to wait, and so was I. It didn't matter that it was only seventeen minutes-what mattered was that we'd made a promise to each other.

Thinking of my husband sobered me a little, just enough to catch my breath and figure out exactly how I was going to pass those final few minutes.

I pulled away from Connor. "On your back, stud," I grinned.

He obeyed, his erection pointing straight up through his briefs as he watched me.

I made a show of sensually sliding off my drenched lace panties, then dangled them tantalizingly above Connor's face. With him distracted, I snuck out my other hand and gripped his shaft through the fabric of his underwear-

"Holy shit!" he laughed.

After a few teasing strokes, I carefully peeled off his briefs until his penis had sprung free, bobbing slightly. Then I lowered my wet panties the final few inches to his face and let him breathe in my scent.

Teasing, I tugged my underwear down his chest, across his chiseled six pack-and the finally wrapped the skimpy bit of black lace around his shaft, squeezing it with my fingers.

Connor scrunched his eyes shut in blissful agony, his breath coming short and fast.

Still holding my panties, I pumped my hand up and down, playfully lubricating my lover's cock...

Overcome with lust, he aggressively grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled my face down to his lap.

I was momentarily stunned by his behavior, but the moment I felt Connor's naked hardness pressing against my mouth, I lost control as well. I stuffed as much cock as I could between my lips and moaned with gluttonous delight. The bulb of his head pressed up against the back of my throat and I actually felt his pulse against my tongue.

Naughtily, I also noted the sweet taste of my own juices, coating his skin.

"Yeah, suck it," Connor commanded.

I grinned, inwardly-Shane never talked like that in the bedroom, not even when he was role-playing as Connor.

Keeping Connor's penis inside my mouth the entire time, I scooted myself around the bed 180 degrees, planted my knees on either side of my lover's head, and dropped my pussy down right on his mouth.

Connor groaned in pleasure, immediately going to town with his tongue.

I let his cock slip from my lips for an instant, glancing back over my shoulder to tease: "Only if you suck it, too."

Then I inhaled his shaft once again, and proceeded to give the best blowjob of my life: bobbing up and down, swirling my tongue around the tip, licking away at his testicles-I even managed to relax enough to take a good portion of him down my throat.

Meanwhile, Connor was no slouch himself when it came to oral. He did this one thing-where he sucked my pussy lips into his mouth and rubbed his chin against my button-

"Oh, fuck..." I moaned.

I felt the familiar tidal wave approaching, and knew I wouldn't be able to keep this up much longer. Almost afraid of what I would see, I glanced back at the clock one last time:

12:00.

"Yessss!!"

I impatiently climbed off of Connor.

"What is it?" he asked, suddenly confused.

"It's Christmas."

I allowed myself a brief moment to appreciate the way Connor's hunky body looked, stretched out naked across the bed beneath me...