I won’t move a muscle.”
“Eh, that’s not entirely true.”
She brings her hands to my shorts, pulling them down my waist and legs, exposing my growing member. Pound me until I’m a blubbering mess. Mature sex T’is my job.”
She gives me a twirl, turning back to the pantry. See? Who is this girl? Happy birthday to me. Why would anyone neglect her needs when she sounds like this? First, it’s not Jack. I knew they’d never just leave me alone on my birthday. What brain dead lunatic would turn this down? Between you and me, though, sometimes these looked like twin Jupiters compared to what I was dealing with.”
I snicker at her comment before saying,
“Alright, if that’s what you want, go for it. It’s almost always inside of me. I could barely keep my eyes off of them this entire time. Her sweet sounds of bliss fill the room along with the sounds of my thrusts.
