Just thinking about my awesome times with this incredible hot, sexy guy, Jean Val Jean. And now, my box is just dripping. I'm going to have to go pull out one of my dildos and fuck myself wishing it was his huge, manly cock inside me rearranging my guts. Unfortunately, I'm not going to feel his huge warm, silky load of jizz running out of my pussy and sliding down my thighs. But hopefully, we can make that happen again. I'm trying to figure out some times that we can possibly get together and have some more hot steamy fun.
I went on date night with Scott but ended up with someone else. Date night never entirely goes well for Scott. We went out to the Ford Garage bar and grill. I went there a few weeks ago and had my eye on a bartender. I found out tonight that he’s actually 32. I thought he was in his 20s. I wore my red dress, and when we got there, I told Scott I wanted him to go in first, and I would sit at the opposite end of the bar. As far as Scott was concerned, I was a stranger. I’ve seen this in movies before, but shockingly, I have never tried it. I did tonight. It was way more exciting than I thought it would be. Not a fan of sitting at a bar by myself but it worked out.
It was pretty busy when I arrived, so I was just another customer. It was hard to get a drink, but when I caught him looking my way, I flexed my boobs like the total cock hound I was. He showed right up. Works every time. I said, “Finally, I got your attention.” He said, “You had my attention the whole time, but I just couldn’t get over to you. My boss was watching, and we had a party that was supposed to be the first priority.” I said, “I hope I’m the first priority now.” And he assured me I was. Things slowed down, and before I knew it, he was ignoring the other customers, including my own husband, who was getting frustrated by the lack of service, but I bet he had a hard dick as well!
Anyway, Brett was his name, and Brett is a hotty! We talked about all kinds of things, and when it got to what gym I go to, I said I work out at home. He said he went to LA Fitness, and I said, “Feel free to stop by and use my gym anytime you want.” He asked if that was a genuine offer, and I said, “In more ways than one.” Look. The only thing I wanted to do tonight was flirt with him. As soon as that started, the only thing I wanted to do was pull his dick out of his pants to see what he was packing. No matter what…I tried to suck the ball snot right out of his dick. Just saying. None of that happened. I know. I should be telling you about all the great sex we had and how he pumped my ass full of jizz. Again…none of that happened. I wanted it to. I did. But he didn’t get off until 2 am, and I’m not doing anything at 2 am. But I did hang out with him for a few hours, and he sat with me during his 30-minute break. He was leaning against me, touching my arms, getting pretty comfortable with me. He asked me again if I was serious about having him “cum” to my house and work out. He has no idea how serious I am. We exchanged numbers, and I have an excellent feeling about Brett. I didn’t scare him away, and I believe he has the potential to be a good cock on the side. Maybe even more. Who knows.
As for Scott…he texted me several times throughout the night, wanting to leave. I told him to leave me alone, and I wasn’t ready. So I texted him to go to the truck, wait until I came out, and don’t text me anymore. He did. When I came out almost 2 hours later, he tried to act mad, but his dick was popping a trouser tent. There was no fucking tonight. I was turned on, and I had him watch me fuck my ass with a dildo telling me how much better Jake could work my ass than he could. That got me off pretty quickly, and it was a solid cum. I’m still feeling the after-effects of it. Scott, well, he jerked off on my foot and licked his own sperm up…as usual, and like the obedient cuck he is, he was happy to do it. My Friday the 13th has gone pretty damn well!
I feel like wearing red today. Let me know what you think about my dress that I will be wearing out to dinner this evening with Scott. Well, it's not really for him😉Hope you enjoy your evening. I'm definitely going to have some fun.
Now that’s what you call a solid ass fucking with a big old ass pie to finish…just saying. I think my ass is officially ready for Jake’s dick tonight! I’ll let you know how it goes.
So Jake and I left yesterday, and before we even got out of the driveway, his fingers were in my pussy. He said,“I see I made you happy in there with what I said to Scott. I want you to think about them…I’m serious.” I agreed that I would, and when we hit the stop sign at the end of the street, I leaned over and gave him an incredibly passionate kiss while his fingers explored my guts from the inside. We went to St Augustine, an hour-plus ride in which he rubbed my clit in that masterful way that knows how to do. He mentioned how much he loved my outfit and how easy it was to get to my pussy…which is kind of why I wore it in the first place. He had me melting in his hand and all over his seat, and when I was right on the edge of having an orgasm…the bastard stopped! He said I wasn’t allowed to cum until he said so…and he wasn’t saying so. I said fine…but let's see how you like it, and while he was driving, I removed that cock I so love to see and worked the head of it with my fingers, watching it dance around with each flick of my finger. I stroked his dick in ways he never thought possible, and when his dick started to go into that ultimate hard mode and began twitching, I stopped. His dick stood straight up in the air, jerking around…for a long time, and then probably the clearest, thick precum I have ever seen poured out of the head of his dick. It didn’t pump, it didn’t shoot up in the air, it just oozed out and wouldn’t stop. It wasn’t like his normal jizz, which is a beautiful white, thick, and sticky load. Again, this was perfectly clear. I looked at the puddle on his shorts and asked him if he had cum. He said no, but he was on the edge for 30 seconds. It’s things like this that always keep me amazed at how perfect sex can be! I mentioned how much precum poured out of the head of his dick, and he said it never happened before. That made me proud. I caused his body to do something it had never done before, and he had absolutely no control over it simply by the way I worked his cock. I wanted nothing more than to give his gorgeous cock the relief it so needed, but we were obviously playing a game I didn’t want to lose. I stared at Jakes's sloppy cock and thought about Scott at home, working on my house, and here I am, with another man I have developed feelings for, watching his dick pump precum on the ride to our date in St Agustine. Things couldn’t be more perfect if you ask me!
We ended up at a very nice restaurant and had a late lunch. Everything was pretty much perfect…and yes, I had the head of Jake’s cock in my hand under the table he had his fingers inside of me as well. It’s our thing now. We give handy’s to each other at restaurants. He definitely made me squirm and gasp a few times. He had a few funny looks on his face as well. When we finished, we went out to his car. He told me to change my clothes in the car and he would also. Look, it was hard seeing his semi-hard cock flopping around in the car and not sticking it in my guts promptly….but I held off. Jake took me to a state park and I was sure he was going to take me somewhere and breed me like a slut should be bred. But he didn’t. We walked one of the trails, and though there were few people, he kept going. When we got to a part of the trail by the water, he pulled me in for a serious make-out session. I guided his hand down my shorts, and he started rubbing my clit, making it grow like a dick. I reciprocated with his cock and turned into a full-sized, ready to fuck dick in no time. We were getting into it when we heard someone purposely make noise to announce they were there. Jake knew where we were and said we only had a few minutes back to the car, so off we went, with Jake pitching a tent in his shorts and me pitching a mini clit tent in mine. There was no holding back when we got to the car. Jake simply pulled my shorts down, bent me over the hood, and pumped his cock into my hole. Being the premature cum chick that I have become with Jake…I blew an earth-shattering orgasm the second the head of Jake’s cock spread my pussy open. Jake didn’t last much longer, maybe another minute, and I felt his sperm flooding my insides. Which, as you know, never fails to fire off another orgasm for me, and it did just that. This orgasm probably had to be the best one I have ever had. I lost control of my body. Jake had to hold me up, or I would have slid off the hood with sperm drooling down my legs. It’s funny. When a guy makes a girl cum like that…it changes things…even if only temporarily. A girl could make some bad decisions chasing a cock like the Jake has. Some very bad decisions. He turned me around and kissed me and asked me if I had thought about what he had told Scott earlier. His dick turned my brain off, so there was no way I couldn’t tell him that I wanted him to be mine as well. That made him very happy. He said he wanted me to come home with him, and I also wanted to. We spent the evening fucking, hanging out, talking about life, and generally having a great time, and though the sex was terrific…I didn’t have a repeat of the orgasm I had earlier. My brain was no longer cum sloshed, and I told him I had to go home. He wasn’t happy about that, but I told him I had so much to do that I needed to get back. The truth is, I just wanted to share my evening with Scott. I can’t help it. I’m stuck like Chuck on Scott. I think it’s his undying commitment that he will be there for me no matter what I say or do. Plus…his dick gets hard every damn time I give him the details! When I walked through the door, Scott was still painting. I told him to keep painting and that I would tell him the details while he worked. When I was done, I asked him to show me his dick, which he did, and it was hard. So I told him to go to the bathroom and jerk off. He seemed so happy about that! If I had to choose one of my near-perfect days, yesterday would have been on the list!
Poor Scott spent all day painting, and I spent all day taking cum in my pussy from another man’s vastly superior dick. I am in severe cuck mode right now, so if you aren’t into it,…no point in going further. I went out with Jake today, and he told me to wear something “MILFy.” Which is odd because I always wear something MILFy. Even more peculiar, he told me to bring a change of clothes…more athletic style MILFy. I can do that as well, and I did. I asked what for, and he just said it was a surprise. Jake showed up early, came in the house, looked at the work Scott was doing, gave me a sexy fucking kiss, and his exact words to him were, “Looks good, but Brooke will look even better with my dick in her mouth in just a little bit. Keep up the good work, and I’ll see what I can do to take her from you for good.” I never saw that coming. It came out in such a way things got awkward. Probably because he meant it, there was that uncomfortable pause in the conversation. I mean, it’s tough enough for Scott to watch another man kiss me passionately and have that kiss returned just as passionately. But throw in the harsh words that he wants to steal me away from him forever…that’s got to be tough. But, sadly for Scott…I became super excited the second Jake said it. I like Jake telling Scott I look good with his dick in my mouth. I like Scott knowing I beg for Jake’s dick to be in my mouth and that I plead and spread my legs in hopes of feeling Jake's cock breeding me. I want Scott to know that, and Scott being told that from another man…even better. Jake isn’t going to win me over. Close...but not all the way. He will have privileges with my holes that Scott will never experience. But, even though I spend more time with Jake than Scott…he’s the one I want to go home to when my pussy is exhausted, and yes, when I have had enough of Jake or anyone else. But I like Scott being told by other men and people he knows that I dropped to my knees and sucked the sperm out of their balls. It’s a humiliation I love to send his way. His wife willingly pulls his friend's zipper down, pulling his cock out, kissing it, sucking it, licking his balls till he pumps a load of cum down my throat that I thank him for. It's cruel but so delicious! But Back to Jake. I could see tension, so I patted Scott on the head and told him to get back to work. I would see him when I see him and we left.
I am going to leave at this. I’ll finish it up in the morning. Just know that from the time I slipped out of the house with Jake, I was on such a mental sexual high, and the things Jake did made it even more intense. There was no chance Jake’s dick wasn’t going to pump cum in my guts. I’ll fill you in on it in the morning if you care to hear the details!
Just thought I'd pop in and let you know what I have going on today, first off, I'm gonna work on my floors again, it certainly is a slow process, well actually, I'm going to do a little painting first before I start getting my floors ready. Then I have a date with Jake later on this afternoon and going to leave Scott by himself to work on the floors. When cock calls, I cum a running 😜 Anyway, hope you enjoy your day 😉💋
It’s hard not to masturbate when I tell you this recount. I have touched my clit a thousand times trying to get through this one. Hopefully, it’s that hot for you as well. One hundred percent true, no embellishments! I wore this dress and took some new pics, which is the same outfit I wore when this story happened!
Back to the one who got away…Jean Val Jean. What a delicious man. Face, body, cock, total package. Just the thought of him makes me crave his sperm in one of my holes. I’m not kidding when I say that. I get an urge to feel and taste his cum when I think about him. It’s primal. That is about the only way I can describe it. Anyway, after our first unfinished fuck, about a year later, I went to Vegas for the AVN’S and, for the first time, brought Scott. I was a busy girl doing shoots and manning the booth for the agency I was signed with. Towards the end of the day, I was walking through the Hard Rock Hotel with Scott, somewhat in a rush to get to a dinner I had planned with friends when I heard someone call my name. There he was, looking perfect and even more desirable than I remembered. The second I saw him, I knew he would be pumping cum in my guts shortly. I made Scott keep walking and told him I would catch up with him at the table at the restaurant in the hotel. Scott kept on walking, and to his credit, he was new to the whole world of adult entertainment, and he hadn’t quite become my cuck bitch yet but kept on going leaving me alone with Jean. He walked up to me and hugged and kissed me. My legs went weak, and my pussy drooled uncontrollably. That’s the kind of effect he had on me. He first said, “Give me your phone, “ taking mine out of my hand, and he put his number in it, saying, “ Now we have each other’s number so we can keep in contact.” Finally…I had his number! Then he pulled me in close and said he had to have me now. I had probably 10 people waiting on me at the restaurant, but I couldn’t, nor would my pussy let me pass that offer up. We decided to go to a friend of mine's room who was waiting for me to show up for dinner. Sally D Angelo, but that is a whole other story. Back to Jean Val Jean. He took my hand and led me to the elevator. I think this is why we are a missed opportunity because we are truly sexual soulmates. When we hopped on a very crowded elevator, he pulled me close to him, and we started making out. He then shamelessly started rubbing my tits and grabbing my ass, which sent me into a sexual frenzy and caused me to grind my mound up against him so I could feel his hard cock. I’m not exaggerating when I say I had girl jizz running down my thighs for all to see. The elevator stopped, we stepped off, and someone said, it looks like you two are about to have a good time. I replied, “His dick and my pussy are about to get acquainted and smiled. We kept on walking, entered the room, and immediately he pulled my tits out of my dress, the exact dress that I have on in the pics above. Jean Val Jean started sucking and licking my nipples while I pulled his cock out. Seconds later, the rest of our clothes were on the floor. We hopped on the bed and sixty-nined while I feasted on his cock, and he drank from my pussy. When he said,” I have to be inside you!” I don’t think I ever wanted a cock in my guts so badly. So I hopped off of him and laid on the bed, legs spread open for him, and he slid his perfect cock into my dripping pussy. I came immediately. Then, immediately after that but I wasn’t even close to finished. With my legs wide open, his cock in my belly, he continued to pump me while slipping his tongue in my mouth. When he pulled his delicious cock out of me and then flipped me over, bred me from behind…I lost it. I came massively. Not just once but twice. One right after the other. I think because when he decided to flip me over doggy style, his cock went in much deeper and touched places most guys never will. He truly rearranged my insides in the most wonderful of ways for another 10 minutes like that. Then he said he wanted to see my face when he came, so he rolled me back over, and I opened my legs for this beautiful man, and we made out and fucked for another 10 minutes. I saw his face glaze over, and then his cock got even harder and started twitching, and his balls pumped me full of nice, warm, silky cum.We fucked like that for a little while longer, and then he flipped me over again and pumped me a bit longer until I could feel his cock start twitching and his balls pumping me full of nice warm, silky cum. Just the look on of pure lust and satisfaction on his face sent me over the edge again, adding my girl jizz to his. I admit, I have had some truly monumental fucks with Jake, but nobody has ever compared to Jean. Just the sex alone makes me want him all to myself. We lay there for a few minutes and talked. My phone had been getting texts the entire time, and still, I continued to ignore it. I was just fucked stupid, pumped full of sperm by the man of my dreams, and I couldn’t think straight. We finally decided it was time to get up and get ourselves back together. I was in the bathroom in front of the mirror, freshening up my makeup, and he came up behind me, put his arms around me, and started kissing my neck, which made my legs go weak again. If I didn’t have a crowd of people waiting on me and he didn’t have a gig to get to, I would have made love to his penis with my mouth for another hour. He asked me for my phone and took a couple of pics of us to remember our amazing time together. We said our goodbyes, and I quickly got to the restaurant, where everyone awaited me. I was an hour late. Thoroughly fucked and full of cum, but still an hour late. Worth it, by the way. Everyone had ordered and had their food. They got tired of waiting. My one friend asked if I was a lucky bitch and had Jean Val Jean's cock in me. I just smiled. She told me I was a lucky bitch again. I sat down next to Scott, who was visibly angry. He had to sit at the table and explain where I was and what I was doing when everyone already knew his wife was getting pumped full of jizz by the hottest guy in the hotel. I took his hand and put it up under my dress so he could feel the load of jizz that Jean Val Jean left in his wife’s pussy. The load that got there after I let Jean open my legs, slip his cock inside me, and make incredible love to my pussy. There wasn’t even a hope Scott could compete with that. There never will be. So Scott sat there, wiping Jean’s sperm off his fingers with an odd look on his face. It was an amazing night for me. An eye-opening experience for Scott.
Fast-forward to now. We have reconnected. He wants to come see me, and I want him to come see me. I have no idea where this will lead, but I know I have a fantasy of him moving here, and from there…well… let's say Scott will have to pick things up if he wants to compete!
I am posting this dress because it is the dress I was wearing when an exceptional man rearranged my insides.
I’m sitting with my husband and thinking did I ever have someone I thought was the one who got away? I did, and I just saw him come across my IG feed and had to reach out to him. He is just simply gorgeous and mouth-watering, with a sexy French accent. He has an Adonis body and an amazing cock to go with that incredible body.
His stage name is Jean Val Jean. I met him about 9 years ago at an adult convention in LA. It was the end of a long day at the booth that I was working at with a few of my girlfriends. We were all sitting out in the lobby at the convention center, waiting for our rides and chatting about what time we were all meeting up at a local bar on Sunset Blvd. It was the place with the mechanical bull. Few of us were going to ride it topless. Anyway, along came an extremely hot guy who went up and hugged my friend. They had met on set a few years earlier and were catching up. She introduced him to us and, after a few minutes, singled me out and came over to me and told me that I was beautiful and loved my tits. He was a boob man. He said he wanted to see them, and I gladly let him squeeze my tits. We flirted for a few minutes, and he pulled me up against him and started kissing my neck, and whispered in my ear that he really did want to see them and fuck me. He took my hand and led me to the women’s bathroom, which was right behind us. We walked hand in hand into the bathroom. A couple of ladies standing at the sink just looked at us with a surprised look on their faces. We walked right past them into a stall and started making out. He quickly pulled my boobs out and started licking and sucking my nipples. I was so turned on and just had to see his cock, so I told him to take it out, and I got on my knees so I could see what was going to be feeding me. His cock was just like the rest of him, amazing and beautiful! I started sucking and stroking his cock. It was around 9 or 10 inches and just stunning. I would have drank his sperm if he let me, but at this point, he was so turned on that he pulled me up off the floor, turned me around, leaned me against the wall, and fucked me standing up from behind. It was truly amazing sex that only lasted for a few minutes because our friends kept yelling that they were waiting for us. So he slipped his magnificent cock out of my guts and said, “ We will finish this later. “ To which I replied, “Definitely.” We walked out together, and the other girls in the bathroom looked at us with a shocked look and started giggling. We returned to the lobby, and both of us said our goodbyes to everyone else and then passionately kissed me goodbye and said see you soon.
My one friend told me that I was one lucky bitch to get his cock in my belly, and I agreed. I believe the other girl who introduced us was a bit jealous, as she just gave me a perturbed look and was quiet towards me the rest of the night. Oh well, I didn’t give a shit. Then I realized, I didn’t give him my number and he didn’t have mine. We had no way of contacting each other besides a slim hope of him looking me up. I wasn’t finished with his cock yet, so I hoped he would find me. He was out of the industry so I could not get any contact information on him. I asked my friend if she had his number or any contact information for him, and she told me no, but even if she did, I don’t think she would have given it to me anyway. So, we never did finish what we started in the ladies' room that day until almost a year later. I will tell you about that in another post, as this one is getting a bit long.
A quick video before I do some pics in hopes of luring in one of my past and favorite fuck toy! I am doing another fuck video this week...let me know what you want to see!
This outfit got me a belly full of cum and a fully cum pumped pussy. May have been a bit much for a BBQ getogether but it served my purposes well!
Scott and I worked on laying tiles yesterday, and if any of you have done that before, it’s hard work. I was exhausted but not too exhausted not to get fucked stupid again.
Brandon’s father had talked to Scott earlier in the week and invited us to a cookout at his house. Scott didn’t tell me. Maybe he didn’t want me opening my holes for Brandon, or perhaps he thought I would be too tired from working on the floors. But yesterday afternoon, Brandon’s father called, and Scott answered his phone on speaker as we were working on the floors. Brandon’s father, Joe, asked if we would attend his cookout that evening. Scott said, “ I don’t think so,” but I chimed in and said, “ Yes, we will be there.” After Scott hung up his phone call, he said, “I thought you would be too tired to go.” I said, “Nope, I’m good. “ Scott then informed me that he didn’t think Brandon would be there because he usually works at the bar on Saturday evenings. I was sorta bummed out but said, “Okay, but let’s go anyway.” You know….just in case. At least, that is what I was telling myself. I hoped that if we stayed long enough, Brandon would show up after he got off work.
When Scott and I got finished working for the day, I went and got my shower, got all dolled up, ready to fuck, and picked out a revealing outfit in hopes of running into Brandon at the cookout. When I was satisfied, I had slutted myself up appropriately, I walked out to where Scott was waiting for me, and he said, “That seems a bit much. I asked him if he didn’t like what I had on, and Scott said he did but wasn’t sure the other wives would feel the same. I told him the obvious…I wasn’t there to impress the other wives…I was there to impress their men. Scott smiled and said he was good with it if I was. When we got to Joe’s place there were cars everywhere. Many people were there, but I didn’t see Brandon’s truck, so I was a little disappointed. But…it was still early enough in the evening that he might still show up. We walked in, grabbed some food, and walked over to the fire pit to talk to a couple of wives of Scott’s friends that I knew. It was a good time. After about 20 minutes I felt something rubbing up against the back side of my thigh and knew instantly that it was Brandon’s hand. Then he whispered in my ear and said,” You look hot tonight as usual.” That put a big grin on my face and made my pussy wet. He whispered in my ear where he would be and excused himself. Several minutes later, I excused myself and found Brandon. One of the wives saw us and commented, but I wasn’t quite sure what she said. Be it good or bad, I didn’t really care. The only thing I was worried about was how fast Brandon’s cock would be in my guts. Brandon led me over to the garage and took me to the house, where there was no one. We were in the kitchen, and he pushed me up against the counter, and we started making out, he started rubbing my clit and fingering my pussy, I was so wet my pussy was making the famed “stick in the mud” sucking sound. If he had kept fingering me…I would have cum. But he stopped and told me to suck his dick, so I reached down and pulled his wonderfully hard cock out of his zipper and got on my knees, and slipped the fat, spongy head into my mouth. There is something about the way Brandon looks at me when I’m on my knees with his cock in my mouth. It’s so fucking sexy. It makes me want to taste his sperm fresh from his balls. I kept sucking and stroking his cock and massaging his balls, hoping they would fill up even more for me. I could feel his dick harden even more in my mouth, and his balls started to twitch. With a grunt, he pumped his cum straight from his testicles out of the head of his dick down my throat. Here’s where it got a bit awkward. As Brandon was feeding me his cum, I noticed one of the ladies I was talking with earlier staring at us. Silly me, I thought she was into so I just kept sucking and licking Brandon’s cock clean, kissing it and talking to it. I wanted to and did taste every drop of his cum. When I had sucked Brandon's cock and balls empty of cum we both looked over at her. She told us that we were disgusting and what a horrible thing to do to Scott. Brandon and I just chuckled, and this was a surprise as well. He told her to fuck off, and that sent her storming out of the house. The thing is…getting caught…truly getting caught…that fires my pussy like nothing else. There was no way Brandon’s dick wasn’t going to be rearranging my guts and fast. I needed his dick inside of me. I needed to open my legs for him, and I needed him to breed me like the bitch in heat I was. Brandon knew that I wasn’t finished, and neither was he. Brandon took my hand and led me upstairs to his father's bedroom, where he undressed me and started licking and sucking my clit and pussy with his magical tongue. My pussy could only take so much of that before it needed to feel Brandon stretching me out with his dick. So I pulled his tongue out of my cunt, got up on my hands and knees, and begged him to fuck me. He asked me to tell him where to cum. I told him inside of me. He asked me to say please. I said please cum inside of me. Then I begged him again to put it in me. He did just that; the second I felt the fat hard head of his cock slide inside me, I came. Like a silly boy being touched for the first time. I just came. Pussy dripping, mouth drooling, total submission to an orgasm that was so strong I squirted. His dick turned me so brain-dead I don’t even know how long he fucked me from behind. I just let it happen because there was nothing else I could do but surrender to his dick. The only reason I knew he came was I could feel his dick harden, and then his warm pumps of wonderful jizz filled my box. If I could have bent over and sucked it out of myself…I would have. Brandon had a good time as well. He was winded when he said the sex he had with me was not only the best he’s ever had, but it just keeps getting better. I have to agree with him. It does. It took me a while, and I’m sure I looked like I just got fucked stupid…because I did, and we went back outside and found Scott talking to some of his friends. We got the looks for sure. If I hadn’t been fucked so thoroughly, I would have sucked Brandon again just from the stares we were getting. Not to mention the uptight lady that caught me with Brandon’s Cock in my mouth was sitting there as well. She looked at Brandon and me with a disgusted look, got up, and walked away. So I sat down in her chair and joined in on the conversation. Scott looked at me and asked, “Where did you disappear to?” I had a big grin, and he looked up and saw Brandon standing behind me and said, “ Oh.” Brandon leaned down and whispered in my ear that he was leaving, said goodbye, and thanked me for the good sex.
Scott and I decided to leave shortly after that. While driving home, he asked me if I had a good time. I said I had a fantastic time and would tell him about it when we got home, and I was sitting on his face. And I did just that. As Scott was listening to the details, the horny bastard came in his pants without even touching himself. I saw the wet spot and slipped my hands down his pants, put my finger in it, tasted it, and confirmed he pumped a load into his pants. Hands free! I had Scott continue to remove all of Brandon’s sperm from my hole, thinking about the whole night, Brandon fucking me stupid, getting caught, and Scott pumping a hands-free load into his jeans, and I found myself having another orgasm. It wasn’t a Brandon-level orgasm, but it was good. The best part was when I came, and my juices made Brandon’s cum drool out of me all over Scott’s face. I took a picture of Scott with Brandon’s jizz on his face and told him I was going to text it to Brandon. He begged me not to. I haven’t decided yet. I’m pretty sure I will send it to him tonight, though. Other than the upset lady at seeing me eat sperm….it was a definite win-win for everyone else!
After Scott fucked me, had two back-to-back cum dumps on my tits, cleaned his own sperm up with his tongue…I wasn’t feeling satisfied. I came, and it was good, but it wasn’t that big mind-numbing cum I so love to have. It was just okay…if you know what I mean. Then Jake texted me late yesterday afternoon and wanted to get together, which was the answer to my prayers. Because I’m married, it’s been more convenient to go to his place, but he has been to my house a few times and pumped me not only in my bed but Scott’s as well. I do love going to his place, and it feels more like I’m cheating and in more of a serious relationship. But I really wanted him to come over here and hang out, and he was happy to do it, but only if he could spend the night. We are becoming quite the couple. My house is a mess with my home improvements going on, but my screened-in patio and bedroom are not. Jake and I made plans for him to come over after he got off work and finished working out at his gym, so it would be a bit later in the evening before he got to my place. Which I was good with.
I told Scott that Jake was coming over to stay the night, and he had to leave and find someplace else to stay tonight. He wasn’t really happy about that because he had plans to work on the floors. I told him that I would have to wait because I needed to have the orgasm I required that he couldn’t provide. That sunk in on him, so he didn’t argue too much and agreed to leave. I don’t know where he goes, nor do I care as long as he is out of the house. Before he left, I made sure he trimmed my bush, and I became swampy wet as I watched him prepare my pussy for the man who was taking what rightfully belonged to him. I no longer question why that turns me on. I accept it and enjoy every second of his humiliation to the fullest. Scott did a fantastic job of getting me ready for Jake. I then instructed him to clean up the back porch as his tools were scattered around. Just that simple instruction added to my excitement.
Jake got to my place a little bit later, and we decided, and we had a beer and chatted for a bit on the patio. He admitted he loved coming over to my house. He said it made him feel closer to me and that one day, he might have a chance at being my sole partner. Talk about making me drool, girl jizz…that hit me hard. I have said it before, and I’ll repeat it: Jake and I are now a couple. Scott might be my husband, but I am making them both feel like Scott has quickly become the outsider regarding relationships for my own selfish, perverted reasons…and I wouldn’t have it any other way. I wonder what that feels like for them both. Watching me get closer and closer to Jake while Scott obeys my every whim in hopes of desperately hanging on. I bet it’s agony for him. But I think Scott knows he’s the concrete anchor in my life and as cruel as it sounds, more cruel to Jake than Scott because I am giving Jake hope that I know will never happen. Scott is my one true life partner, as much as I make him out not to be, leading Jake on like that and taunting Scott with it is unbelievably exciting for me to do that to them both. So much so that I jumped on Jake’s lap and started making out with him. When Jake said he loved me, I almost came in my shorts. When I returned the sentiment, I think I did. He took my top off and started caressing my boobs, sucking my nipples gently, making me want him so bad it hurt. It was hot on the porch. So I undressed him and led him to the pool. We were swimming around when he approached me, pulled me into his arms, and kissed me. I wrapped my legs around his waist, and I felt his hard cock rub up against my clit and pussy. That felt so good that it got my clit nice and hard and my pussy tingling. I reached down and put this cock inside me. The thing about fucking in pools, even though I was turned on and wet, fucking in the water just isn’t good. I guess it washed away all of my juices and caused friction, so I had him carry me over to the side of the pool ladder. I climbed up and bent over so my ass was out of the water, and he slipped his cock inside me and started fucking me doggy style. The sensations felt amazing, much better than being in the water. His perfect dick plundered around in my guts for several minutes before he said he was going to cum. I told him no, not yet. I pulled his cock out of me and led him back into the patio, handed him a towel, and told him to dry off. I sat him down on the patio sofa, got on my knees, and started sucking and licking his cock. After watching Scott eat his jizz, I had such a desire to taste sperm that I begged Jake to feed me his cum. Jake's dick was so delicious and mouth-watering that I almost didn’t want it to end, but I needed to feed on his cum. I was holding his balls when I felt them tighten up and begin the dance that balls do when they start pumping jizz. I squeezed harder, hoping to get as much cum out of them as I could. He filled my mouth with hot cum, and I swallowed it without a drop spilled. Like I always do, I sucked the head of his dick for several more minutes making sure to suck all the sperm out of his dick, leaving no post cum drip. I then got off my knees, sat up beside him, and started rubbing my clit and playing with my pussy. I made him watch me finger myself to an orgasm. His dick was semi-hard, not quite where I wanted and needed it to be. So we talked some more, and he returned to the subject of Scott. He admitted he liked being the guy who was stealing another man's wife from him. He even admitted he wanted to see the video of Scott eating his own jizz. So I showed him. When I asked him if he liked knowing I made Scott clean his cum out of me after he pumped it in my guts, his dick turned stone hard. I didn’t wait. I jumped on his lap and straddled him, and rode him fast and hard until I felt his cock starting to twitch, and I knew he was getting ready to cum in my guts as I felt his warm, silky jizz wash the insides of my pussy down, I came so hard all over his cock that my girl jizz was spraying out the sides his cock and I made a mess all over both of us. That was the orgasm I was looking for. Simply amazing. Breathtakingly amazing! We went into my new big shower, washed each other, and made out. I was impressed when Jake’s cock got hard again, and I wasn’t going to waste a hard dick, so off to bed we went. He climbed on top of me, and we fucked missionary making out the entire time until he left another load of jizz inside of me. When I felt him come and saw the look of pure lust on his face, I had the most earth-shattering and intense orgasm, possibly the strongest and best of my life, and I jizzed all over his cock. We stayed like that because I like to feel a man's cock go soft in my sperm-filled pussy and finally slip out on its own. It just feels like the right way to end a mind-bending fuck session. He rolled off of me, set his phone alarm, and talked briefly before falling asleep. When I woke up, I could still feel his sperm inside me. He told me he had to leave to get home and prepare for work. He kissed me goodbye and left. I immediately texted Scott and told him to come home now that he had a job to do for me. He must not have been too far away because he was home in about 15 minutes. I heard him open the door and told him I was in the bedroom. He walked in, and I was spread out on the bed with my legs wide open and could feel Jake’s dried cum on my thighs and still could feel some of his jizz up inside of me. I told Scott to clean me up with his tongue and to stick his tongue up inside of my pussy and suck all of Jake’s jizz out of me. Him being the perfect cuck that he is, he did just that. Oh, how I love my life.
This video may be a bit much for the faint of heart because when I say, suck my clit...suck my clit. When I say stick it in me, stick it in me. When I say clean your jizz up...then clean your jizz up...with your tongue. The life of a cuckold. There is a whole story behind this video. I'll post about it later.
Good afternoon everyone. Hope you're enjoying your Hump Day. Just got a little break in the floor tiling action so I thought I'd shoot a couple pics of my milf clit for you. Hope you enjoy 😜 I'll catch you all later.💋
A few of you wanted to know about getting my hole fingered in the restaurant by Jake, mostly about going back with Scott a few nights later. It is both Scott and my favorite restaurant, the very one I let Jake slip his fingers in my guts two nights before. Even better…almost all of the same employees were working, and we know just about every one of them. It was funny because when Scott and I walked into the restaurant, all of the employee's heads turned and looked at us, and a few of them started whispering to each other, almost in shock, which I thought was a bit overboard but oddly sexy at the same time. The same hostess was working, and at my request, she sat us at the exact same table as Jake and I sat when he fingered my pussy into a sloppy puddle of girl jizz. Going to the same table, which really is our table all the time, turned me on because I was able to give Scott all of the little details about my evening with Jake there. The way he reached up under the table and rubbed my clit, slipping his fingers inside me, stirring my pot. And…also the way I reached over and stroked Jake’s cock. It’s funny because not only did Jake get a hard-on in that very same booth, but so did Scott! I told Scott to look at his friends and how awkward things were, and I said to him that’s because in their eyes, and mine as well, you may be my husband, but Jake and I are now the couple, and you, my husband have become the outsider. After I told Scott that, he had an almost dejected look on his face, so I asked him if he was hard. He wouldn’t answer me, so I reached under and found his cock, which was hard like concrete. I do love that man! Moving on, Scott and I sat there for a few minutes until our waitress came over to take our order, and to make the night even more delicious, it was the same waitress as I had with Jake. She said hello, and Scott asked her a few questions about her husband the entire time, her face turned red, and she was very nervous. Scott played like he had no idea I was there with Jake the other night, so she never knew that I made Scott jerk off in his hand and eat his own sperm while telling him the details. I think she should know. Scott feels strongly otherwise. We shall see. I haven’t made up my mind yet on that. Needless to say, it was very awkward for her not to mention everyone else that saw me there with another man fingering my cunt in the booth and making me squirm. It would be safe to say we changed the tone of that establishment while we were there…probably for the better. I bet they talk about it for years to cum! Not much else to tell you about, except I did let Scott fuck me when we got home because he was such a good sport and played along. Plus I was so turned on and wet, and though he isn’t my preferred fuck of choice, he had the only hard dick around at that moment. Scott got lucky. Will I go back to that restaurant again with Jake? Absolutely. Scott even devised an idea I can’t get out of my head. Sucking Jake off in the bathroom and getting his jizz on my shirt, and leaving it there for all to see. That’s a bit too much for some people, but now it’s stuck in my head, and I can’t get it out. Not complaining…I already rubbed on out thinking about it. I like to make people feel awkward. I find it fascinating they get so worked up over sex and relationships. My pussy finds it more than intriguing to rub their noses in my sex life and my pussy gets what my pussy wants. Just saying!
The freshly fucked look. It's a look I excel at. Especially with a bush that has just been trimmed and ready to present itself to a deserving cock. Just saying!
I made him jerk off 2 times and then let him stick his dick in me. Why? Because I wanted to see him jerk off, and then I couldn't help myself, so I needed a dick in my guts. He didn't pump out a lot on that last load but you should have seen his first one...and I made him eat it! I have a wonderful story about going out to the restaurant with Scott after taking Jake a few nights before. You will like this one. I'll tell it to you tomorrow!
It was date night with Jake last night, and we had an awesome time. The neighbors watched as he came to my house and picked me up and he had the top down on his Jeep. I climbed in, and he asked me where I wanted to go to dinner; I told him I wanted to take him to one of my favorite restaurants that Ioften go to with Scott and many of our friends and family. The staff knows me very well. Most of them are Scott’s friends and Scott and I were just there the other evening. We walked in, and the hostess asked me if we needed a table for 3. She assumed Scott was going to be joining us. I told her, no, there’s only the two of us this evening, and she gave me a weird look and led us to a table. Jake slid in beside me on the bench, which caused the hostess a moment of embarrassment. She sat us in the middle of the restaurant, which is basically Scott's spot. It’s the perfect table where everyone could see us that worked there. Our waitress came over, whom I’ve known and am friends with for a long time. She asked me where Scott was, probably thinking he was parking the truck because he usually does that whenever we go there. I said, “No, he’s at home. He had some things to do so I’m here with my friend Jake. She made a weird face, just like the hostess did, and her face turned red and then asked if she could take our drink order. We put our drink order in, and Jake looked at me and said, “Talk about making things weird.” I just laughed. She returned our drinks shortly after that and took our order, but she was uncomfortable. I saw her walk up to the bartender, and a few other waitresses standing in the corner started whispering, and they all looked our way. Jake and I looked at each other, started laughing, and said, “If you think it’s weird now, wait until I bring Scott in here tomorrow night. Then we will see awkward!” She came back to deliver our food, and we went ahead and ate our dinner and chatted for a bit. I love talking with Jake. He is just the perfect person to hang out and talk with. If there was a doubt that I have profound feelings for him, that ship has sailed. Plus, he turns me on. Not to mention, making other people uncomfortable makes me wet. So much so that I had to make things a little more awkward. I reached under the table and started fingering the head of Jakes's cock through his pants which resulted in an instant hard-on. He returned the favor by reaching over and started running his hand up under my dress and started stroking my clit. I did have one of the dresses on that he bought me. He asks me to where them every time we go out. It's kind of an obsession with him that I am happy to oblige. He probably likes them so much because he knows it's easy to access my pussy. As we were playing with each other, the waitress came over and brought our bill. She looked down, and though she couldn’t see anything, it was apparent what was happening, and her face reddened. She laid the check on the table and said I will be back shortly to grab that. She returned to the bartender, Scott and I know very well, and started whispering to him. He looked over our way while I was stroking the outline of Jakes's hard dick and smiled at us, but his face got red as well. Jake and I continued our little finger fun game for a few more minutes before we saw her coming back towards our table to collect our bill. I told her there was no change and we'll see her the next time. She said thank you and walked away. Jake and I got up and left. I could feel everybody looking at us as we walked out. So could my pussy. I’m surprised I didn’t drip on the floor as I was leaving. As awkward as it was, it turned me on. The more uncomfortable it gets…, the wetter I get. It’s a catch-22.
Jake and I hopped in his Jeep and drove down the road. He said it was such a lovely evening that we should drive around the loop. As we were driving, I unzipped Jake’s pants, bent over, and started sucking and stroking his cock. You have to remember we had the top down and the doors off so people couldn’t really see what was going on but they got the idea and add that to the previous awkward situation and my pussy went into overdrive. To the point that I pulled my dress up and started rubbing myself, and I could see my juices as they began to drip down my thighs. I told Jake to find the next spot where we could park the Jeep, and a few minutes later, he was pulling into a place along the river. As soon as he parked, I hopped on his lap, straddled him, slipped his cock in my guts, and started riding him. He was a bit nervous that people would see us, but he forgot about that in just a few seconds and told me to ride him faster, which I did. I continued to ride him for about 10 minutes or so when I felt his balls tightening and his dick starting to twitch, and the wet, warm, gooey sensation of his nice big load of jizz sprayed my insides down. The second I felt him pumping sperm in me, I had one of the strongest orgasms I’ve had with him. It was so intense I couldn’t think straight for a few minutes.
Yes, you could say I got fucked stupid again. I slid off of him and out the side of the Jeep and let his cum pour out of me. I didn’t want to get jizz all over his seat. If it was Scott’s truck…I would have left him a puddle of Jake jizz to clean up. I hopped back in, sucked the rest of the cum out of his dick, put his cock back in his pants, and to his place we went. We watched a movie and had a great time just hanging out. When the movie was over, I told him to take me home. Jake was very disappointed. He thought I would spend the night and maybe the weekend with him. And I wanted to, I did. But I had to do things in the morning and promised to make it up to him. Jake drove me home and we had some serious relationship conversations. I like the way things are going with Jake. I like his dick even more, so when we got there, we sat in my driveway for a while and made out. His dick got so hard, and it was making my mouth water thinking about the cum that was in his balls, waiting for me to release it. So, once again, I reached over, unbuttoned his pants pulled his cock out, and started sucking and stroking him for at least 15 minutes until he shot his second load, and a big one at that, down my throat. I swallowed every drop of it. I sat back up, kissed him goodnight, and said goodbye. I walked into the house, and Scott was already in bed asleep. I walked into his room, woke him up, and gave him a big kiss on his mouth so he could taste Jake’s come in my mouth. That woke him and his dick up. He sat in bed and I told him about my evening with Jake and what happened at the restaurant. I told him that we were going to that restaurant Saturday evening together to see the reaction of everybody that saw Jake and me together. He was very “up” for that in more ways than one! Being the lovely wife that I am, I told him to jerk off in his hand and to clean it up. He did precisely that. I said goodnight, went to my room, and thought about masturbating, thinking about Jake and Scott jerking off and eating his cum, but I didn’t. It was late. I was tired. Jake fucked me stupid, I already had 2 loads of cum in my body, and I made Scott show me his cum eating abilities that I love so much, so I was pretty much jizzed out for the night. But tomorrow is another day, and I will tell you how tomorrow evening goes at our favorite restaurant. It’s going to be interesting. My pussy is tingling already!
Tits, clits, and muscles...this is a cool little outfit I wore for a custom video today. I'd type more, but I cut my finger on a piece of tile, and that sucks for typing at the moment.
What a great weekend for my pussy. Some of the hottest sex I have ever had was this weekend. Look, Brandon didn’t turn me into a retard by making me cum so hard, but still, some of the hottest and best sex I have ever had. Right now, only Jake can fuck me brain-dead by pumping me until I have the most explosive and intense orgasms of my life. His dick gives me climaxes that are so strong I actually need a day or so to recover from them. They are that strong. Maybe if it was just one orgasm per breeding session, but now it’s often 3 and sometimes 4 massive orgasms that get stronger each time. I find myself planning on slipping Jakes's beautiful cock inside my guts, thinking about what I have to do the next day because I know I will have what can only be described as a cum hangover after he pumps me stupid.
Jake sent me a text this morning. He told me he loved me, and he said in his own words, as I am copying and pasting here, “I don’t think I’m wrong when I say I think you are fucking someone else besides Scott, and I’m okay with that. I want to know that you think of me first every morning.” Which I find a bit mushy for my tastes, but because I really am heavily into Jake, I’ll take it! I responded, “I do, and not just you…I think of your dick inside of me as well!” He replied, “Another reason I love you.” I told him I would talk to him later today. And I will. Will I tell him about Brandon? I most likely will. He already knows. He doesn’t know who or why. The who I don’t think he will care about. The why may be hard for him to understand, even though it’s a straightforward concept in my eyes. It’s not Brandon himself that turns me on. It’s the entire situation. I’m fucking Scott’s best friend's son in the bar his father owns while Scott sits patiently and waits for me to finish. I’m actually leaving the bar with Brandon’s sperm slipping out of my pussy and sliding down my leg. Could it get any hotter than that? It could, but it wouldn’t be easy to top that one. I love Jake, I do. It’s hard to say that because I’m married, and I love Scott as much or more. But just like I can’t deny myself, Jake, I can’t deny myself, Brandon, or anyone else. My pussy simply will not allow it. I hope Jake can understand as Scott does. Scott amplifies my sex drive a thousand times with his support. It’s like he’s my sexual cheerleader. I hope Jake can do the same! We shall see!
Last thing. Would I give up Brandon if Jake made that ultimatum? No. As much as I love Jake, I love my life exactly as it is more. Brandon would stay, and Jake would be gone. End of story.
I came home with 2 loads of cum inside of me last night. He left with a dick that bred me to 3 orgasms of my own. I do love date night. This is another long recap most of you won't read, but I can't help myself; I love telling you about it. I know, lots of you think I embellish, but the truth is I probably leave out half the good stuff because when I get my cum high on...my brain quits working. Like it did last night. Anyway, here you go for those who want to hear about it. For the rest, enjoy the pics!
I went to see Brandon last night at his father's bar where he works at but I did decide to take Scott with me. He didn’t want to go, but I insisted. I know it is a bit mean, rubbing the fact that I’m fucking Brandon in Scott’s face. I’m sure it’s humiliating for Scott, but that just turns me on, more than probably anything else. It is what it is…I can’t help it I’m wired that way.
When we walked into the bar, we saw Scott’s friend, Brandon’s father, and some other people we knew, so we sat with them. But no, Brandon, so of course, the first thing that came out of my mouth was asking Brandon’s father where Brandon was in front of everyone. He told me he was around some where. Everyone got a little bit awkward after I asked that, and Scott’s face turned red because everyone sitting there knew that Brandon and I were fucking, but not all of them were clued in that Scott knew. So, they changed the subject and started steering the conversation in a different direction. Brandon was there but in the back, and he eventually made his way over to our table, stood behind me, and joined in on the conversation for a few minutes, then leaned down and whispered in my ear to meet him on the back patio in a few minutes, which I did. I excused myself and said I would go to the bathroom and get a drink. I met up with Brandon, and we sat out there and chatted and flirted for a bit. I felt his hand slide up my skirt, and yes, I decided to wear the skirt Jake bought me and now Brandon was enjoying the easy access. Brandon started rubbing my clit and I started stroking his cock through his pants until my pussy had enough and demanded cock. He took my hand and led me around the corner to a set of steps that went to the storage room. It was secluded; no one else was around, so he sat down on the stairs, and I got on my knees and pulled his cock out, and started sucking and stroking it as I rubbed my clit. I was working the head of his dick when I tasted sperm, so I sucked it down. The jizz flowed out, but it didn’t seem like he came, so I asked him if he had a good cum, and he said he didn’t. I guess it was just pre-cum but it was a lot. A solid swallow’s worth. After that, I was so turned on that my pussy had a massive pre-cum of its own…I was flowing so much girl jizz it was dripping on the floor. I needed his dick, so I climbed on top of Brandon, reverse cowgirl and slid his hard cock in my pussy, and started grinding on him. He reached around and pulled my tits out, and started rubbing them. I used my hand to hold and squeeze his balls which made him make silly little sounds, letting me know I owned his dick at that moment. I had this mental picture of what we must look like, his hand on my tits, me sliding up and down on his dick with his balls in my hand as he sat on the steps. The thought of it sent me into overdrive, so I couldn’t help it when I started riding him fast and hard, even though he warned me he was going to cum. I could feel his balls tighten up in my hands, and he warned me again he was going to cum if I didn’t slow down, but I was at the point where I couldn’t even slow down if I wanted to. My pussy was running the show, and my pussy was squirting and cumming all over his cock in a massive orgasm. When I did slow down, I felt his warm, silky load of jizz shoot inside my box, and I started cumming again. It wasn’t like the first one, but it was good. With his dick still twitching inside of me, I told him he made me cum twice. That worked for him because his cock never went soft, and he told me to keep fucking his dick. Which I did, and even though I could barely feel him because his sperm had lubed me up properly, it was amazing. I kept riding him for a few more minutes, and because I couldn’t see his face or his body, I could only tell he was cumming when I could feel his cum spraying my insides down, pumping a second load into my guts. When I felt a little start leaking out, that sent me into my third orgasm. It wasn’t the king daddy of orgasms, but we are talking 3 orgasms in 10 to 15 minutes. I find that to be an absolutely amazing fuck if you are asking me, so hats off to Brandon. Three orgasms…for me and 2 for him. After his second cum dump inside of me, I could feel Brandon’s cock going soft, and not long after, it plopped out of me along with some of his cum. I stood up and could feel it running down my thigh. We dressed, and he said he had to return to work but would come over to our table in a bit and asked me if I would wait for him to get off work so we could hang out. I told him, thanks for the fantastic fuck, but I was getting my husband and going home. He knew exactly what that meant, that I was going to make Scott feel and see his cum running out of my pussy. Brandon just laughed, kissed me, and said see you next time. I walked over to Scott and told him to say bye to his friends that we were leaving. They all looked confused and angry that I decided to leave abruptly, but Scott and I had business to take care of. We said bye and left. When we got in his truck, I took Scott’s hand and placed it between my legs so he could feel Brandon’s jizz still dripping down my thighs and all around my pussy lips. I told him to take us home now, that he was going to lick and suck every drop of Brandon’s jizz out of my box. I could see that turned him on because he had a massive tent pole in his pants. I refused to tell him anything on the ride home. He was so desperate for details that watching him grovel for them was delicious.
We got home, and I led him to the bedroom. I took all my clothes off, lay in the bed, spread my legs wide open, and told him to get busy and clean me up. He did precisely that. He licked and sucked every drop of Brandon’s jizz from me and even the dried cum on my thighs. I almost came but just missed it. There wasn't going to be a 4th cum, and I had him stop. I knew Scott was turned on, so I told him to start stroking his cock as I finally told him the details of how I fucked Brandon. I told Scott to cum in his hand and slurp up his jizz and to look at me while he did it. Scott, being the perfect little cuck that he is, did just that. Date night, be it with my husband or someone else…well, it’s beautiful if you ask me.
Before I let Brandon pump his seed in my guts...I want to look right. I want him to be so turned on his balls empty their contents in my pussy in their entirety. I want no sperm left behind. So... I think this outfit might get his balls into overdrive and get some severe jizz pumping action out of them. But the other outfit is hot...mainly because Jake bought if for me to wear before he sticks his dick in me. Decisions...decisions.
