melodic voice as she thought she was teaching him a lesson. Little did she know it wasn’t going to pain him at all to jerk off in her living room while she looked on. It was one of the best things that had happened to him in a good long while. He knew that was because he missed her, but this situation was damned hot.
“Now show me what you do when you’re all alone in your bed. If that ever happens.” She seemed so in control, and he knew that’s what she needed to be, but fuck if he didn’t want to either help her to her knees so he could feed her his meat or spin her and pull down the shorts she had on as he slid into her wet pussy.
“Is that a question or a direction?” He continued stroking for her and enjoyed the fact that she looked as hungry as he felt and his question threw her off somehow.
“No. I just wanted to tell you what I wanted to see. I’m sure you weren’t sitting around lonely just because your last toy was deemed unavailable to you.” She looked into his eyes briefly, and he wondered if she was hiding something, because, now that he’d thought about it, she’d not really looked him in the face since he’d gotten there.
“Natalie?” He dropped his hand from doing her bidding now that he questioned why she was doing this. She wasn’t getting anything out of it, and it was possible this whole thing was sending her to a bad place. Maybe this wasn’t a good idea. He knew she’d have some misconceptions, and that’s what he’d come over to talk about, but the thought of anything sexual with Natalie, the woman who’d been on his mind for the last few months, was more than he had within him to turn her away.
“No talking. I want to see how well you can stroke off your thick hard cock. Stroke harder and just move up and down.” She focused on him and what he was doing.
Somewhere in there, he’d started doing that anyway, but figured that if this is all she wanted, it would probably be good to get finished and either start on her or tell her what was going on.
Walking over to his side, she put her hand out to touch him, and he could feel his abdominal muscles jump just a bit. When she took her finger and ran it through the thick drop of pre-cum on his tip, his hips jutted a little. It struck him that she may just be trying to drive him crazy. That wouldn’t be hard to do; he’d been living on the edge of madness since she’d been abducted. All he needed was the smallest of pushes.
“What is this, Natalie?” This was a simple hand job that he was giving himself, but for some reason it felt much more personal with Natalie directing his movements and the placement of her one small finger.
“What’s what? I’ve not seen you in a while, and I miss watching you and hearing you come for me. I know you wanted to talk, and I guess we’ll get to that but first I want something for me.” Now that they were this close together, she was back to staring at anything but his face. The gaze she was putting on his cock was like a physical touch, and as much as she probably didn’t want to acknowledge it, she had missed him too.
He wasn’t sure what she wanted because this was new to him, and this wasn’t anything they’d ever discussed. “I’m glad to give you what you want to a point.” Jack’s breathing had become labored, and his cock was enjoying the touch of just her one finger sliding around in his mess.
“What point is that?” she asked.
“I’ll tell you when we get there.” He didn’t want her to stop or think about her actions, but he wanted her to know there may be a time she’s not in control and he’ll not be taking instructions.
Just as he was settling into a good rhythm that was going to have him painting her floor with a nice sticky white substance, she put her hand on his cock and slid his hand off. Nothing could have pleased him more even though she still wasn’t moving toward the floor.
“Have
“Now show me what you do when you’re all alone in your bed. If that ever happens.” She seemed so in control, and he knew that’s what she needed to be, but fuck if he didn’t want to either help her to her knees so he could feed her his meat or spin her and pull down the shorts she had on as he slid into her wet pussy.
“Is that a question or a direction?” He continued stroking for her and enjoyed the fact that she looked as hungry as he felt and his question threw her off somehow.
“No. I just wanted to tell you what I wanted to see. I’m sure you weren’t sitting around lonely just because your last toy was deemed unavailable to you.” She looked into his eyes briefly, and he wondered if she was hiding something, because, now that he’d thought about it, she’d not really looked him in the face since he’d gotten there.
“Natalie?” He dropped his hand from doing her bidding now that he questioned why she was doing this. She wasn’t getting anything out of it, and it was possible this whole thing was sending her to a bad place. Maybe this wasn’t a good idea. He knew she’d have some misconceptions, and that’s what he’d come over to talk about, but the thought of anything sexual with Natalie, the woman who’d been on his mind for the last few months, was more than he had within him to turn her away.
“No talking. I want to see how well you can stroke off your thick hard cock. Stroke harder and just move up and down.” She focused on him and what he was doing.
Somewhere in there, he’d started doing that anyway, but figured that if this is all she wanted, it would probably be good to get finished and either start on her or tell her what was going on.
Walking over to his side, she put her hand out to touch him, and he could feel his abdominal muscles jump just a bit. When she took her finger and ran it through the thick drop of pre-cum on his tip, his hips jutted a little. It struck him that she may just be trying to drive him crazy. That wouldn’t be hard to do; he’d been living on the edge of madness since she’d been abducted. All he needed was the smallest of pushes.
“What is this, Natalie?” This was a simple hand job that he was giving himself, but for some reason it felt much more personal with Natalie directing his movements and the placement of her one small finger.
“What’s what? I’ve not seen you in a while, and I miss watching you and hearing you come for me. I know you wanted to talk, and I guess we’ll get to that but first I want something for me.” Now that they were this close together, she was back to staring at anything but his face. The gaze she was putting on his cock was like a physical touch, and as much as she probably didn’t want to acknowledge it, she had missed him too.
He wasn’t sure what she wanted because this was new to him, and this wasn’t anything they’d ever discussed. “I’m glad to give you what you want to a point.” Jack’s breathing had become labored, and his cock was enjoying the touch of just her one finger sliding around in his mess.
“What point is that?” she asked.
“I’ll tell you when we get there.” He didn’t want her to stop or think about her actions, but he wanted her to know there may be a time she’s not in control and he’ll not be taking instructions.
Just as he was settling into a good rhythm that was going to have him painting her floor with a nice sticky white substance, she put her hand on his cock and slid his hand off. Nothing could have pleased him more even though she still wasn’t moving toward the floor.
“Have
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