Erotica for Women: Book 7 "Male Nanny" by Jennifer Thomas Page B

“Okay. I’ll give you a missed call when I have need of you,” he winked at her, and walked off, running his hands through his hair.
    Jenny watched him climb the stairs, and bit her lip, arousal licking at her pussy like fire. She glanced towards the laundry room like she had been doing for the past hour, and saw Tony standing there, watching her intently, his arms crossed over his chest.
    They stared at each other, eyes locked, and then slowly Tony lowered his hand and unbuckled his belt before going into the laundry room and leaving the door wide open behind him. Without a thought, Jenny jumped off the sofa and with a glance towards the stairs to make sure Tom was gone, she slipped into the laundry room.
    She was closing the door when Tony grabbed her breasts from behind, clutching them harshly and pulling her body against his. Jenny stopped a moan from erupting from her mouth, knowing that any sound she made would be suicide with Tom in the house, and twisted around, her hand instantly delving down to take his cock in her hand.
    Shockingly, his jeans was already off, and she slid her hand down the front of him, flattening his balls against his prostate and relishing in his indrawn, harsh breath. His mouth got fierce over hers, his teeth grazing, his tongue insistent, drawing hers out to fill his mouth.
    His hands slid down to her ass, and he clutched at the cheeks, testing their roundness, and delighting in her firm curves.
    With a sharp, indrawn breath he pulled her up, onto the dryer as it did its work with a soft humming sound. He pushed her skirt up over her thighs, and pulled her panties down at once, his eyes glued to the neatly waxed triangle between her thighs. She lifted her ass off the top of the dryer to free her panties, and he tugged them off quickly, before taking her ankles in his hands and lifting them higher.
    She almost fell back towards the wall, but braced her weight on her palms, her head against the wall, her ass resting on the dryer with its soft vibration. Instantly, Tony’s mouth was covering her pussy, taking the glistening pink petal between his lips to suck on them.
    Unable to keep her arousal in check, she let out a low moan, and clutched at the dryer tightly, her thighs resting in his hands. He opened his eyes to look at her face, and she stared back at him, her eyes wide, her lips parted as she struggled to pull air into her lungs while he pleasured her.
    Deliberately, he stuck his tongue out and still keeping eye contact, slid the tip of it between her pussy lips to her clit. Jenny whimpered, watching his tongue flick over her moist pussy, and he flattened his tongue, sliding it back and forth over her entire slit, cleaning it, sucking at it, before pushing it inside her cunt.
    She pushed her hips against his mouth as she came, her pussy squirting in his mouth, and he sucked at it, letting the juices fill his mouth. His hands tightened around her thighs as he licked her pussy, his short fingernails digging into her flesh.
    When she opened her eyes again, he grabbed her ass and slid her to the edge of the dryer, sliding his cock into her body slowly. She gasped as he pulled her off the dryer abruptly and she clutched at him, afraid that she was going to fall. But he grabbed her tightly against him, his cock buried inside her, and her legs automatically wrapped around his hips.
    He took three short steps towards the wall and pushed her against it, still holding onto her ass roughly as he began thrusting into her pussy. The ramming began with full force from the very beginning, and she let out a long groan in pleasure. He took her mouth in his to silence her. “Stay quiet,” he murmured into her mouth harshly, and continued the ramming of his hips, his breath harsh, yet his cock unrelenting.
    Jenny fought to control her grunts at the force of his thrusts, and tightened her arms around his neck as she felt his cock hit the back wall of her vagina, again and again, her body jerking with the