Your horniness is too much to bear...

As you walk into the room, you see Jack sitting comfortably on the couch, beer in hand. You playfully run up and jump in his lap, hugging him so that your bare breasts press into his face... "How was work baby?" You ask him. His response is lost as you sit there in his lap, the heat coming from your loins torturing you as you pretend to listen to his story... He doesn't seem to interested either... You decide to just make a move and try to get him into the bedroom as quickly as possible. You begin to rub your hands on his nub-like penis through his jeans, praying that he'll even get hard for you. "Why don't we go to the bedroom and I'll give your day a happy ending?" You ask him hopefully...

He lets out a small moan in respinse to your gentle touch on his rapidly hardening cock, which elicits a smile from you. He sets his beer down and you pratcially drag him towards the bedroom, eager to attempt to get off. Once you reach the bedroom, you waste no time pushing him on the bed before undoing his belt buckle, planting little kisses on his hips as you drag his pants down over them... The moment comes when you pull them over his pelvis and his little cock springs to life. This is the moment you always find yourself dreading, having some hope that maybe this time will be different, yet everytime you find that you're still on the road to disappointment when you have sex with him.

Feelings of sexual frustration well up inside of you, and you can't help but poke fun at him for having this tiny excuse for a cock... "Ooohh looks like the little guy is happy to see me" you tell him with a giggle, causing Jack to blush. You know that he doesn't like it when you poke fun at him for it, but you find it curious he's never asked you to not... That thought lingers in your head as you move down and begin to suck on his cock. It's barely enough to even deepthroat as you bob your head up and down along the paltry length of his dick. Your mind goes back to how Mark would fuck your mouth relentlessly, his own big dick forcing its way into your throat, and forcing you to learn how to handle having a dick in your mouth. You lay there day dreaming about your sexual past as you mindlessly suck Jack's little cock. You bring your lips to the tip of it and release it from your moutb with a resounding *POP!* that seems to echo in the room. "Do you like that baby?" You ask him in a sexy tone, already knowing his response. He nods his head and lets out a slight whimper of pleasure, and you move up the bed to straddle his dick.

You like to be on top as the ability to rub your clit on his pelvis while you grind on top of him gives you a better chance of getting yourself off. Grinding was about all you could do at any rate, given the fact that his short length easily popped out of you and time you tried to heat things up and start trying to pound down on it.

As his dick enters you, you feign a moan of pleasure and begin to buck your hips, **** to try and get off before the inevitable end that you know is coming...