Relief

Carolyn storms inside the house and slams the door behind her.

“George, get out here,” she yelled.

George ran to the front room where Carolyn was standing. She pulled off her skirt and yanked down the underwear.

“Masturbate me! Masturbate me. Make me cum, George.”

George didn’t use lotion or prepare his hands in anyway. He was thrilled that she demanded immediate relief. He stroked and kissed her.

Carolyn came quickly. It was building all day enhanced by the satin cock pocket. She Grunted and moaned.

“Oh, god, I needed that. This ugly thing is overwhelming,” she sighed.

“It’s not ugly, it’s beautiful,” George said as he bent over and kissed it. Her cock twitched and squirted out a bit more cum.

“That felt nice, George.”

“My pleasure,” George said knowing it was merely an invitation to a future blow job.