touch.
“I mean no disrespect like you were a rubber doll or something.” He now sounded unsure in her ear. “I really do mean it in a good way, ya know?”
Bren giggled. “Disrespect?” She reached back and rubbed him through his hard jeans. “I always wanted a cowboy Ken to play with too.”
He chuckled in her ear. “I sure wish we could play house right now.”
Pausing, she was so turned on she felt wet and needy again. “Maybe we could—?”
Sighing, he reached around her and grabbed up her jeans. “I’m tempted by it. Hell, I’m always tempted by you and with my jeans getting’ too tight again, you’ll know I mean it. But, I gotta get out of here!” He gently pushed her down on the bed and scooped the jeans up and over her feet.
Bren gulped while seeing the evidence for herself as his jeans were looking pretty tight right about now. She allowed him to raise her up and tug the snug jeans on. Good thing Daisy had some clothes her size brought in. It woulda’ been embarrassing if these were skinny jeans.
He stood her up and zipped her pants. Then, his distracted gaze rested on her plump boobs. Bare and inviting as her nipples stood rosy and erect. He let out a growl, leaned forward and took her nipple in his mouth.
Bren’s body melted as she leaned back and let him feast.
He switched to the other nipple and sucked on her.
Her panting grew and her hands fell slack as he held her.
He let go and gazed up at her. “I just wanted a taste.” His eyes blazed with heat.
Her throat had swelled up again as her legs shook beneath her.
“Dammit!” he swore, and unzipped her jeans.
Bren was startled as he lay her back and tugged them back off. “What the—?”
“I’m a goner!” He finished the jean tugging and threw them onto the floor. “Licked! Too far gone to even have my good sense anymore.” He then grabbed her panties in a tight fist.
Her body shook all over and she thought she might not be able to catch her breath.
Trev gave her a sly smile. “They should have a warning on the package.”
Her heart was pounding away as she gazed up at her beautiful man.
“Playing with this doll can be highly addictive.”
Her laughter bubbled up as he tore her new panties away.
“I can tell right now that I’ll have to buy you the deluxe pack of these things, ’cause I will be ruinin’ lots of them.”
She thought it was the sexiest dammed thing when he always seemed to be rippin’ her panties.
Pulling her up from the bed, he let out a small Trevor-like growl.
“Oh!” She gasped as he pulled her close.
“Just call me the G.I. Joe edition of the cowboy dolls.”
Her breathless laughter grew as she reached down to unsnap those sexy silver jean buttons. “Well, you sure come fully equipped, Mister G.I. Cowboy!” She eased her hand into his open fly and took his equipment in her capable hand, stroking him fiercely. “Locked and loaded.”
He winced with the pleasure of it and growled again. He then lifted her in the air and dropped her onto the bed. “Yippee ki-yay!”
Their breathless laughter echoed through the room.
~~ **** ~~
Maggie rushed through the hallway. After Nando told her that Bren’s cowboy was just gang groped by a crowd of women clients, Daisy needed to know about this!
Someone crashed into her, and she bounced back.
“Well, there you are, Miss Monroe!” Mr. Morty scowled at her.
Gulping, she tugged her apron down over her ample hips. “Oh, sorry Mister Horty…”
His face turned beet red.
“I mean, Mr. Torty— Oh! I’m so sorry, Mister—?”
“Morty!” he sneered. “Really, Miss Monroe, you shouldn’t hang out with the likes of that Cuban cabana boy!”
Maggie tried hard to keep from snickering. It was Nando’s fault, him always calling Morty different nicknames. She straightened her shoulders and just realized that he’d used her last name. No one here knew that except Mama Daisy. “How did you know my last name?”
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“I mean no disrespect like you were a rubber doll or something.” He now sounded unsure in her ear. “I really do mean it in a good way, ya know?”
Bren giggled. “Disrespect?” She reached back and rubbed him through his hard jeans. “I always wanted a cowboy Ken to play with too.”
He chuckled in her ear. “I sure wish we could play house right now.”
Pausing, she was so turned on she felt wet and needy again. “Maybe we could—?”
Sighing, he reached around her and grabbed up her jeans. “I’m tempted by it. Hell, I’m always tempted by you and with my jeans getting’ too tight again, you’ll know I mean it. But, I gotta get out of here!” He gently pushed her down on the bed and scooped the jeans up and over her feet.
Bren gulped while seeing the evidence for herself as his jeans were looking pretty tight right about now. She allowed him to raise her up and tug the snug jeans on. Good thing Daisy had some clothes her size brought in. It woulda’ been embarrassing if these were skinny jeans.
He stood her up and zipped her pants. Then, his distracted gaze rested on her plump boobs. Bare and inviting as her nipples stood rosy and erect. He let out a growl, leaned forward and took her nipple in his mouth.
Bren’s body melted as she leaned back and let him feast.
He switched to the other nipple and sucked on her.
Her panting grew and her hands fell slack as he held her.
He let go and gazed up at her. “I just wanted a taste.” His eyes blazed with heat.
Her throat had swelled up again as her legs shook beneath her.
“Dammit!” he swore, and unzipped her jeans.
Bren was startled as he lay her back and tugged them back off. “What the—?”
“I’m a goner!” He finished the jean tugging and threw them onto the floor. “Licked! Too far gone to even have my good sense anymore.” He then grabbed her panties in a tight fist.
Her body shook all over and she thought she might not be able to catch her breath.
Trev gave her a sly smile. “They should have a warning on the package.”
Her heart was pounding away as she gazed up at her beautiful man.
“Playing with this doll can be highly addictive.”
Her laughter bubbled up as he tore her new panties away.
“I can tell right now that I’ll have to buy you the deluxe pack of these things, ’cause I will be ruinin’ lots of them.”
She thought it was the sexiest dammed thing when he always seemed to be rippin’ her panties.
Pulling her up from the bed, he let out a small Trevor-like growl.
“Oh!” She gasped as he pulled her close.
“Just call me the G.I. Joe edition of the cowboy dolls.”
Her breathless laughter grew as she reached down to unsnap those sexy silver jean buttons. “Well, you sure come fully equipped, Mister G.I. Cowboy!” She eased her hand into his open fly and took his equipment in her capable hand, stroking him fiercely. “Locked and loaded.”
He winced with the pleasure of it and growled again. He then lifted her in the air and dropped her onto the bed. “Yippee ki-yay!”
Their breathless laughter echoed through the room.
~~ **** ~~
Maggie rushed through the hallway. After Nando told her that Bren’s cowboy was just gang groped by a crowd of women clients, Daisy needed to know about this!
Someone crashed into her, and she bounced back.
“Well, there you are, Miss Monroe!” Mr. Morty scowled at her.
Gulping, she tugged her apron down over her ample hips. “Oh, sorry Mister Horty…”
His face turned beet red.
“I mean, Mr. Torty— Oh! I’m so sorry, Mister—?”
“Morty!” he sneered. “Really, Miss Monroe, you shouldn’t hang out with the likes of that Cuban cabana boy!”
Maggie tried hard to keep from snickering. It was Nando’s fault, him always calling Morty different nicknames. She straightened her shoulders and just realized that he’d used her last name. No one here knew that except Mama Daisy. “How did you know my last name?”
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