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Enter Me Part 4
Jerry almost fell over again, but within three or four hearty jolts his juice was cutting loose. Up it came in a mad rush, hurried along by a headwind of Heather’s assertive blowjob and her hands wrenching his ass like it was a wet sponge.
He came with a spurt-ability like he’d never known. And just as his ropes of hot love burned their way up through and out of his shaft and into his cousin’s mouth, the water pouring down from the shower nozzle above ran ice cold.
Once Heather realized his cock had spat out the last of its cum she removed her mouth from around it and started to get up. Jerry helped her stand and kissed her, slipping his tongue between her lubricious lips and into her mouth. They laced tongues and he tasted the remnants of his semen. After a long kiss getting pounded by cold water and hugging each other tight they finally parted and both broke into wide smiles.
“Let’s make love,” Heather said.
No argument there. After shutting off the shower they gave each other a half-ass towel-off and almost ran to Heather’s room and fell onto her bed. The Little Prince was relocated to the night table. They wrapped their arms around each other and went back to kissing. It went on for a while. Then the wanderlust in Jerry’s lips took over.
Jerry kissed her chin, her ears, her neck an inch at a time. He covered her shoulders with lip pecks and slipped his tongue into her armpit. Working slowly downward his eager lips found her breasts and hovered over them like a stalled storm. He slid his tongue over both titties, taking his time as if he had to lick every freckle, and he watched her nipples expand and harden as he traced around them. Heather’s body squirmed with a leisurely delight.
Her body went from an easy squirm to an electric jolt when Jerry sucked her left nipple into his mouth. He felt her nails dig into his lower back as he tongued it and it felt like supple hard rubber in his mouth.
“Oh God, Jerry,” she moaned.
After a few minutes and he’d had enough of the nipples he headed lower down. He kissed her wiry, athletic stomach, twitchy with the touch of his lips and tongue, and licked out her salty navel. He nosed his way down to her pussy, which was wide and wet. And shaved, which was good: no curly pubes to tickle his nostrils when we would eat her. Which he definitely planned to do, just not quite yet.
He kissed all around it, teasing her, and licked her thighs, and her body writhed even more. He shifted his legs, trying to get lower still, and one of his feet pressured down on one of hers.
“Ouch!” Heather cried.
“Sorry,” Jerry said.
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He came with a spurt-ability like he’d never known. And just as his ropes of hot love burned their way up through and out of his shaft and into his cousin’s mouth, the water pouring down from the shower nozzle above ran ice cold.
Once Heather realized his cock had spat out the last of its cum she removed her mouth from around it and started to get up. Jerry helped her stand and kissed her, slipping his tongue between her lubricious lips and into her mouth. They laced tongues and he tasted the remnants of his semen. After a long kiss getting pounded by cold water and hugging each other tight they finally parted and both broke into wide smiles.
“Let’s make love,” Heather said.
No argument there. After shutting off the shower they gave each other a half-ass towel-off and almost ran to Heather’s room and fell onto her bed. The Little Prince was relocated to the night table. They wrapped their arms around each other and went back to kissing. It went on for a while. Then the wanderlust in Jerry’s lips took over.
Jerry kissed her chin, her ears, her neck an inch at a time. He covered her shoulders with lip pecks and slipped his tongue into her armpit. Working slowly downward his eager lips found her breasts and hovered over them like a stalled storm. He slid his tongue over both titties, taking his time as if he had to lick every freckle, and he watched her nipples expand and harden as he traced around them. Heather’s body squirmed with a leisurely delight.
Her body went from an easy squirm to an electric jolt when Jerry sucked her left nipple into his mouth. He felt her nails dig into his lower back as he tongued it and it felt like supple hard rubber in his mouth.
“Oh God, Jerry,” she moaned.
After a few minutes and he’d had enough of the nipples he headed lower down. He kissed her wiry, athletic stomach, twitchy with the touch of his lips and tongue, and licked out her salty navel. He nosed his way down to her pussy, which was wide and wet. And shaved, which was good: no curly pubes to tickle his nostrils when we would eat her. Which he definitely planned to do, just not quite yet.
He kissed all around it, teasing her, and licked her thighs, and her body writhed even more. He shifted his legs, trying to get lower still, and one of his feet pressured down on one of hers.
“Ouch!” Heather cried.
“Sorry,” Jerry said.
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