HUMP DAY TREAT
“Is there anywhere specifically you want me to work on, Jenn?”
My sopping wet cunt. “Not particularly.” Jenn was too lost in those eyes to worry about telling him about her tense neck and shoulders.
“Any areas you don’t want me to work on?” he turned a raised eyebrow on her as he washed his hands in the small sink.
She smiled broadly at the unmistakable suggestion in his voice. Despite that little jerk in her mind that was reminding her she was married, Jenn decided she would absolutely fuck Chad. It had been weeks since she had an orgasm; she’d even been too busy to use that vibrator her sister gave her for her birthday.
“No, Chad… you can touch me anywhere.” She hoped she returned his question with equal suggestion.
He left the room for Jenn to undress. She slid off her white lace bra and panties and lay them on top of her suit for him to see. She slid under the white sheet; face down, as she was instructed to do.
She heard Chad enter, closing the door behind him moments before she felt his hands on her back. He rolled the sheet down so her bare ass was nearly exposed. Wordlessly, he began to massage warm oil into her tense back muscles for several long and delicious minutes.
“How hard do you like it, Jenn?”
She gulped down the giggle that nearly escaped her. “I can take it as hard as you can give it.” She finished the sentence with a moan at the way his hands instantly soothed and relaxed her.
He didn’t respond, instead picking up the pressure and speed on her muscles.
“Hard enough?” His voice dropped an octave to a near whisper. There was something significantly intimate in the way he questioned her.
“Harder,” she moaned. His hands were so soft and firm on her, knowing exactly where she had tension. Now the tension was building in her cunt and as he worked deep into her muscles, her moans picked up at the idea of him touching her there. He wouldn’t, she was sure. Despite the suggestion in his voice, that would be unprofessional.
She gasped when he climbed over the top of her back, straddling her to work deep into her scapula. She felt the unmistakable hardness of his erection right through the sheet and she moved her ass up automatically, grinding into him. She needed him to know she wanted it hard in a different way, too.
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My sopping wet cunt. “Not particularly.” Jenn was too lost in those eyes to worry about telling him about her tense neck and shoulders.
“Any areas you don’t want me to work on?” he turned a raised eyebrow on her as he washed his hands in the small sink.
She smiled broadly at the unmistakable suggestion in his voice. Despite that little jerk in her mind that was reminding her she was married, Jenn decided she would absolutely fuck Chad. It had been weeks since she had an orgasm; she’d even been too busy to use that vibrator her sister gave her for her birthday.
“No, Chad… you can touch me anywhere.” She hoped she returned his question with equal suggestion.
He left the room for Jenn to undress. She slid off her white lace bra and panties and lay them on top of her suit for him to see. She slid under the white sheet; face down, as she was instructed to do.
She heard Chad enter, closing the door behind him moments before she felt his hands on her back. He rolled the sheet down so her bare ass was nearly exposed. Wordlessly, he began to massage warm oil into her tense back muscles for several long and delicious minutes.
“How hard do you like it, Jenn?”
She gulped down the giggle that nearly escaped her. “I can take it as hard as you can give it.” She finished the sentence with a moan at the way his hands instantly soothed and relaxed her.
He didn’t respond, instead picking up the pressure and speed on her muscles.
“Hard enough?” His voice dropped an octave to a near whisper. There was something significantly intimate in the way he questioned her.
“Harder,” she moaned. His hands were so soft and firm on her, knowing exactly where she had tension. Now the tension was building in her cunt and as he worked deep into her muscles, her moans picked up at the idea of him touching her there. He wouldn’t, she was sure. Despite the suggestion in his voice, that would be unprofessional.
She gasped when he climbed over the top of her back, straddling her to work deep into her scapula. She felt the unmistakable hardness of his erection right through the sheet and she moved her ass up automatically, grinding into him. She needed him to know she wanted it hard in a different way, too.
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