I guess he got tired of the angle
because before long he sat on the edge of a dressing
bench at the foot of his bed and had me get on all
fours–still fully-clothed, with my face in his
crotch. It was a job keeping the spanking from affecting the
head I was giving Jesse. He
gently rocked my body back and forth gradually working
his cock farther and farther down my throat. He backs off a little and I can
feel it shoot. I
guess that watching Tom prepare my ass turned Jesse on
because he was again hard as a rock. Fuckbitch, come up here and get to work.”
I wasn’t quite sure what to think about all of this. He then sat
on the bed beside me and slipped his middle finger in
my ass. Things
have been a little strange since Jesse’s boyfriend
moved in.
