“As far as you want.Have you ever been tied up?”
She shakes her head.“Well once.A guy I was dating—”
I push my thumb against her mouth.“Stop.Unless you want your ex to lose the ability to procreate, do not tell me about him being in your bed.”
Caylee blinks.
“Or any other place his dick and your body are in the story.”
“Got it.”
“Long story short, I wasn’t tied up...well.”
I close my eyes, seeking patience and to get the image of her with another guy out of my fucking mind.
Opening them, I can think of only one solution.
Well, there are probably a few, but this one seems like a great idea.
I unzip.
“Take out my cock.”
Palming the back of her head, I watch as she reaches in and pulls my hard member out, and those blue eyes of hers flick up to me.
“Put it in your mouth.”
Her tongue reaches out, and I twitch in her hand.Next minute, she’s wrapping it about the head, licking my pre-cum, and it’s just her and I.
That’s better.
Caylee takes me deeper, and my thighs tighten, steading me as the buzz of hot pleasure darts up my dick.
All the reasons for not being with this exquisite woman evaporate as she glides me in and out of her wet, hot mouth.
Skillfully she laps and drinks me in, sucking tighter, then using her tongue to greedily sweep around my shaft.
I could come in an instant.
But I’ve been saving this up all day.
The next place I spill my seed will be inside this woman.
Well, technically in the fucking condom, but same-ish-same.
“Get those panties off,” I say, drawing my cock out of her mouth and stroking.
She climbs off the sofa and pulls them down, and I smack her bottom.
“You are playful tonight.”She grins.
“Playtime is over, I’m about to fuck you so hard, you’ll wake the neighborhood.”
Her eyes sparkle, turned on by the danger.I know this about Caylee.She’s sensible, always does the right thing, but when I take her to the edge, her body turns feverish.
In response, I want to do all the bad things to test her.
We have time.
