She knew everything he liked, better than Diego thought he'd known of himself. A part of him wondered if it was their connection. He marveled at how good she made him constantly feel. Jessica was right; he didn't care how sprung he might look to anyone.
No one mattered but her. It was just how she made him feel, that no one mattered to her but him. She thought he loved hard but no one loved him like Jessica. More than sex, it was her concern and desire to spend time with him whether they had sex or were asleep together.
"You can do whatever you want to me," he uttered through a husky voice when she mentioned not even tying him up. His muscular body flexed as she gave the head of his cock exquisite attention. Diego collected her hair to keep it out of her face or from going into her mouth and interfere with his blow job.
He struggled to keep his composure between the sight of Jessica and how she made him feel. She undoubtedly tasted how his excitement oozed from the head of his cock, his hard body growing increasingly tense as she devoured him. It was a fight to hold out his climax which was also part of the fun.
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No one mattered but her. It was just how she made him feel, that no one mattered to her but him. She thought he loved hard but no one loved him like Jessica. More than sex, it was her concern and desire to spend time with him whether they had sex or were asleep together.
"You can do whatever you want to me," he uttered through a husky voice when she mentioned not even tying him up. His muscular body flexed as she gave the head of his cock exquisite attention. Diego collected her hair to keep it out of her face or from going into her mouth and interfere with his blow job.
He struggled to keep his composure between the sight of Jessica and how she made him feel. She undoubtedly tasted how his excitement oozed from the head of his cock, his hard body growing increasingly tense as she devoured him. It was a fight to hold out his climax which was also part of the fun.