Could feel the contours of his body, every curve, every bulge, especially the one pressing into her now moist pussy. Jay was now hard as ever again, a...nd she was on fire for him. He tugged at her tie cord on her dress and pulled it apart, T.J. was left standing with her dress half open her, her black lace bra and knickers and her boots, revealing all to the world. Jay loved the way the lace looked against her skin and the outline of her nipples showing through.“Turn around,” he said softly. T.J.. I slide my tongue over the surface of his cock as my lips move up and down on the head, then further down the shaft. My body boils inside, wanting to release its heat, but wanting to keep it capped tight, not wanting to stop before I taste my lover. My mouth moves faster over his cock, and I let my tongue lick the sides. My hand holds the thick member as my tongue devours it. It’s as if it were a hot summer’s day, and the heat were melting ice cream down the sides of a cone. I feel like the. I sit on her sofa and eat a Fat Cake, only because it gives me something to do with my hands and mouth.I shrug, "It's fine. No, it's great. We haven't had much time to hang this week anyways. And you're telling me now."And she smiles and touches my knee, so I know everything's okay. But then she talks about him – no, gushes – about him and I start to feel sick because I can hear how far she's gone with him in her voice. And maybe I'm exaggerating about that, but I can see them together in my. “Correct me if I'm wrong, bozo, but we are talking things over, now aren't we? And for your sake, I hope that you are sorry! Should've thought of that earlier!”She let go off his now limp cock and his all-retracted balls to land a slap as heavy as a boxer's hook on his cheek. Rick almost had to sob from the shock of his girlfriend so flagrantly displaying her raw power over the 'stronger sex', the rough manhandling, and the pain on his cheek. He felt his manliness and virility being questioned.