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Story: Dead Rinker

“You fucking can, and you will.”

The shower head clatters to the base as it slips from my grasp.

“Oh fuck me, Jensen…I’m coming again.”

“My fucking pleasure.”

My back is against the wall in a split second, my legs wrapped around his muscular waist.

We’re face to face as his feral eyes soften and then fall to my mouth. “What about letting you taste your sweet ass?”

My eyes widen in shock. “Taste my ass?”

“Yeah, your ass is so fucking sweet. Do you want to taste it? Seems selfish to keep it all to myself.”

My gaze falls to his full lips. “Will I get your cock afterward?”

“What do you think?”

“I think you can’t wait to put it in me.”

“Finally, something we agree on.” His lips find mine as he kisses me, sending chills throughout my warm body. “Part for me, Princess.”

Opening my mouth, he glides his tongue against mine, moaning into me as he lets me taste myself. “See what I mean? Fucking delicious.”

My release continues to trickle down my thighs, my pussy throbbing hard. “I think I’m still coming.”

“It’s begging for my cock.”

Slowly, he lowers me down and keeps one hand under my ass, guiding himself inside me. “Daddy’s home.”

“Yeah, JJ, you are.”

His hips roll into me, and I moan. “Say it again.”

“JJ.”

“Again.”

“JJ.”

“Again.” Each time in perfect synchronization with his thrusts.

“JJ!” I cry.

“That’s right, Katherine.”

“What are you doing?” I gasp as I feel his hand inch towards my tight hole.

“Tell me, did Tom only fuck you in missionary?”

“I thought you didn’t want to talk about other men.”

“Tell me.” He thrusts into me.

“Yes. I told you it wasn’t spicy.”

Jensen’s fingers tease me as he continues to fuck my pussy with his cock. “You’re going to have so many firsts with me, Princess.”