“You better hurry,” he whispered in a broken voice. “I’m about done. Your tight little pussy is killing me.”
It was all I needed to hear. With my eyes fixed on the nosy neighbor, I fucked Percy’s dick like I was mad at it. Six strokes of my hips later, and my back arched and my pace slowed.
“Fuck yes,” I whispered. “Fuck…Yes.”
His hands clenched my hips. His body shuddered,
And, he exploded into me.
The feeling of his coming inside of me was unlike anything else. It was sensual, indicative of love, and just plain hot.
As I relinquished control of my mind and body to my orgasm, my mouth opened wide. My jaw stretched tight, and my legs stiffened.
In a few seconds, my muscles relaxed.
I collapsed against his lap.
“Holy Cow. That. Was. Awesome.”
He kissed my neck. “You know when you get up, that cum is going to go everywhere, right?”
“You need to hose the driveway down anyway.”
“You’re probably right.”
I relaxed in his lap, his arms wrapped around me for the entire time. As I felt him become flaccid, I let out a sigh.
“You ready?” I asked.
“Whenever you are.”
He spread his knees apart.
I slid from his lap, cupping my right hand between my legs as I did so. “I’ll shuffle to the house now.”
He waved at Mr. Kline as he pulled up his jeans. “Be in in a minute.”
“Okay.”
“I love the dress,” he said. “You look beautiful in it.”
It was my first dress as an adult, and hopefully the start of a new trend for me. In addition to helping me overcome my self-esteem issues with my leg, they made me feel like a lady.
A beautiful lady.
I loved my new outlook on life, and on myself. I had Percy to thank for bringing me out of my shell, but I could never thank him enough. One thank you at a time, though, I’d sure try.
“Thank you,” I said.
“For what?”
“Everything.”
Chapter Forty-Six
P-Nut
He sat at a small table on the other side of the display case. His head was fitted with a lighted magnifying glass, and his face was buried in the object of his desire. I glared at his back in disbelief.