matching his.
“Now,” Jesse says wagging his eyebrows, “where were we?”
He’s smiling at me and starts to reach
out. I turn and run toward the stairs. I am laughing so hard I can
hardly breathe.
I am half way up the stairs when Jesse
catches me, holding my back to his front. We are both laughing. He
sets me down on the step above him, and I turn around to face him.
At this advantage, I don’t have to look up at him quite so much.
Once our laughter dies, we stand there looking into each other’s
eyes, both of us breathing heavily.
He takes the hair that has fallen in
my face and places it behind my ear. He keeps his hand there on the
side of my face and lowers his lips slowly to mine.
He lowers me on the steps and
straddles me, our kisses never break stride. He’s kissing me with
hunger, need, want. I give back equally.
He stops kissing my lips and begins
kissing all over my face. “I (kiss) don’t (kiss) want (kiss) to
(kiss) hurt (kiss) your (kiss) ribs (kiss).” He stops long enough
to get up off me, bends down and next thing I know, I am in his
arms. “Whoa,” I screech.
He carries me up the rest of the
stairs and to the bedroom. When we reach the door he turns his head
to me and says, “Hmmm, I think we need a shower. We are very (kiss)
very (kiss) dirty.” He winks at me and continues to carry me to the
bathroom.
Jesse sets me down and I watch him as
he turns on the water, testing it periodically. Once he feels he
has the right temperature, he turns and begins taking off his
clothes.
Ah! A strip show! I like this! Before
I know it, he grabs me and pulls off my shirt. Oh, my! He reaches
around me and unclasps my bra and flings it behind him. I hear it
hit the wall. He places my hands on his strong shoulders and squats
down in front of me. He starts pulling down my pants and underwear
at the same time. Nudging me with one of his elbows, I step out of
them, one foot and then the other. While he is still squatting he
looks up at my ribs and places soft kisses there.
I choke up a little. Tears are
threatening to flow. I watch him as he stands back up. Then he
picks me up and steps into the shower. He shuts the shower door
with his foot closing us in. He takes the soap and begins to lather
it in his hands. Water begins to cascade around his body as he
turns around to face me.
I watch the water trickling down his
body, down, down, until I am staring at his engorged cock. Man,
that’s gotta hurt all big and bulging like that.
He clears his throat and I snap my
head back up to look at him. He has a cocky (pun intended) look on
his face. He sets the bar of soap down and with his lathered hands
he starts washing me. He starts at my neck and slowly washes down
my arms. I gulp. He slides his soapy hands down my chest until he
gets to my breasts and holds them there. He squeezes them gently
and I moan, rather loudly. His eyes are half-mast now, staring at
me.
His hands begin to rub my breasts and
one hand stops and pinches my nipple. Oh! He is smiling at me now
as he watches my face, which is full of emotions. One of his hands
moves down my body slowly. When it gets to my stomach he rubs me
there and then it travels down to my mound.
“Hmmmm,” I moan and lean my head back,
my eyes closing.
His hand begins its decent between my
legs. I widen my stance for him to give his hand plenty of room to
work its magic. I feel a finger go into my opening and curl
inside.
“Ahhhhhh!” I can’t take it! My head
goes back more until I think I am going to fall. Quickly, he grabs
me and moves me against the shower wall. I wrap my legs around his
waist and cross my ankles, grabbing his shoulders with my hands. He
leans towards my face and smashes his lips to mine. We kiss with a
fevered passion. We can’t get close enough to each other. I want to
crawl inside him!
I feel his engorged cock thrust into
my core! “OHHHHHH, YES!” I scream. Jesse moans so loud at the same
time that we are like a duet of lustful
“Now,” Jesse says wagging his eyebrows, “where were we?”
He’s smiling at me and starts to reach
out. I turn and run toward the stairs. I am laughing so hard I can
hardly breathe.
I am half way up the stairs when Jesse
catches me, holding my back to his front. We are both laughing. He
sets me down on the step above him, and I turn around to face him.
At this advantage, I don’t have to look up at him quite so much.
Once our laughter dies, we stand there looking into each other’s
eyes, both of us breathing heavily.
He takes the hair that has fallen in
my face and places it behind my ear. He keeps his hand there on the
side of my face and lowers his lips slowly to mine.
He lowers me on the steps and
straddles me, our kisses never break stride. He’s kissing me with
hunger, need, want. I give back equally.
He stops kissing my lips and begins
kissing all over my face. “I (kiss) don’t (kiss) want (kiss) to
(kiss) hurt (kiss) your (kiss) ribs (kiss).” He stops long enough
to get up off me, bends down and next thing I know, I am in his
arms. “Whoa,” I screech.
He carries me up the rest of the
stairs and to the bedroom. When we reach the door he turns his head
to me and says, “Hmmm, I think we need a shower. We are very (kiss)
very (kiss) dirty.” He winks at me and continues to carry me to the
bathroom.
Jesse sets me down and I watch him as
he turns on the water, testing it periodically. Once he feels he
has the right temperature, he turns and begins taking off his
clothes.
Ah! A strip show! I like this! Before
I know it, he grabs me and pulls off my shirt. Oh, my! He reaches
around me and unclasps my bra and flings it behind him. I hear it
hit the wall. He places my hands on his strong shoulders and squats
down in front of me. He starts pulling down my pants and underwear
at the same time. Nudging me with one of his elbows, I step out of
them, one foot and then the other. While he is still squatting he
looks up at my ribs and places soft kisses there.
I choke up a little. Tears are
threatening to flow. I watch him as he stands back up. Then he
picks me up and steps into the shower. He shuts the shower door
with his foot closing us in. He takes the soap and begins to lather
it in his hands. Water begins to cascade around his body as he
turns around to face me.
I watch the water trickling down his
body, down, down, until I am staring at his engorged cock. Man,
that’s gotta hurt all big and bulging like that.
He clears his throat and I snap my
head back up to look at him. He has a cocky (pun intended) look on
his face. He sets the bar of soap down and with his lathered hands
he starts washing me. He starts at my neck and slowly washes down
my arms. I gulp. He slides his soapy hands down my chest until he
gets to my breasts and holds them there. He squeezes them gently
and I moan, rather loudly. His eyes are half-mast now, staring at
me.
His hands begin to rub my breasts and
one hand stops and pinches my nipple. Oh! He is smiling at me now
as he watches my face, which is full of emotions. One of his hands
moves down my body slowly. When it gets to my stomach he rubs me
there and then it travels down to my mound.
“Hmmmm,” I moan and lean my head back,
my eyes closing.
His hand begins its decent between my
legs. I widen my stance for him to give his hand plenty of room to
work its magic. I feel a finger go into my opening and curl
inside.
“Ahhhhhh!” I can’t take it! My head
goes back more until I think I am going to fall. Quickly, he grabs
me and moves me against the shower wall. I wrap my legs around his
waist and cross my ankles, grabbing his shoulders with my hands. He
leans towards my face and smashes his lips to mine. We kiss with a
fevered passion. We can’t get close enough to each other. I want to
crawl inside him!
I feel his engorged cock thrust into
my core! “OHHHHHH, YES!” I scream. Jesse moans so loud at the same
time that we are like a duet of lustful
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