Page 25 of Mister McStudmuffin

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JD

“The physical portion, huh? Did you want me to do something with my jumbo dick?” I ask, wrapping my fingers around my shaft and squeezing.

“Yes, I’d like you to do a few things with it. Right now, though, I’m a little emotionally wrung out since I expected you to kick my ass out. I need⁠—”

“A release,” I interrupt. “You need a release.”

“Desperately,” she breathes.

I roll off of her and pull myself fully onto the bed. “I believe you are still wearing clothes,” I say. “Can you show me what I’ll be working with?”

She arches her brows. “You need a preview of the merchandise? Is that what this is?”

I put my arms behind my head. “Yes, that’s exactly what I need.”

She stands from the bed and reaches behind her to unhook her bra. Then she snorts. “You look like an obscene sundial with that thing.” She points at my dick.

I bark out a laugh. “Maybe we should put that on a t-shirt.”

She drops her bra, then slides off her panties.

“Fuck, baby,” I groan. “You’re so damn beautiful.” Her full tits are heavy and tipped with hard, fat nipples. “C’mere. I want to touch you.”

She puts one knee, then the other, on the bed and I immediately put one hand between her thighs. Her slick need is leaking down her thighs.

“Baby, you’re soaked. You really do need me to make you come.”

“Right now, I just want you inside me. I feel so empty.”

“You’re never going to be empty again. Climb up here and sit your dripping pussy on my dick. Don’t put me inside yet.”

She does as I instruct and soon my cock is covered by her slick, wet heat.

“Fuck,” I groan. I pull her down so that I can reach her mouth. I will never tire of kissing this woman. Our tongues tangle and slide. I knew that we would be good together, but even my imagination didn’t predict the explosiveness between us.

“Move your body, Chelsea. Use me to get your release.”

She gasps as she makes the first pass of her clit against the ridge of my dick.

“That’s right, baby. We’re going to play a little game of peek-a-boo with my cock.” She slides forward and the head of my cock disappears between her slick folds. Then back, and fuck, I could come this way too. But that is not how I want this to go.

Her movements become more erratic as she moans, getting louder. “JD, I’m going to come,” she says.

“Do it. Let me watch you fall apart.”

One more rock of her pelvis and she cries out, her body quaking over mine.

“Fucking gorgeous,” I tell her.

She collapses onto my chest and I brush her hair away from her face.

“I love you,” I say. Now that she knows the truth—now that we both do—we can say it as often as we like.

“I love you.” She leans up a little, looking down at me while biting her lip. Then she’s reaching between her legs and grabbing my cock.