."Faster, please," he finally let out after a several minutes had passed.Daphne made the smallest of smiles, nodded her head in concession andstarted ...o increase the tempo at which she jerked him off.He inhaled deeper, taking in her pheromones, increasing his arousal,increasing his need for release. "Good pet, you want to cum for me,don't you?" Yess..." he moaned...She jerked him off harder, a tight grip around his shaft as she moved itup and down so very fast she was unsure if she could hold. I can't move for fear of ruining everything that is happening and will, hopefully.... His tongue caresses my foot in between his kisses and GOD. he moves closer to where I need his mouth with every kiss planted. My ankle. I feel his tongue dance along the back of my calf before his faces buries itself in the crook of my knee granting me another deep kiss. His strong, large hands find both of my feet and begin to travel behind his mouth, massaging their way north. I feel the bed sink towards the. “You’re ready kid.” Jennifer was surprised when the doorbell rang to her apartment. When she opened the door, she was staring at a muscular, blonde haired blue-eyed version of her husband Frank. She shook her head and took another look. Did he have a twin he didn’t tell me about? She thought to herself. Tom handed Jennifer a bunch of white roses. “Are you all right?” Jennifer nodded. “Yes. You just look very familiar to me.” Jennifer thanked Tom for the flowers. She invited Tom in for a. Frank soon followed after hearing the reason for the out-of-the-way meeting, “Well, I thought we set that shit aside when we went to talk to A-Train. Last I heard, A-Train left it in no uncertain terms for Tommy to stay as far as fuckin’ away from Tim as he possibly could,” Frank responded. “I personally considered that shit squashed.”“I dunno, Frank. Jealousy can fuck with your head. We think shit is squashed, as you put it, but Tommy might not think shit is squashed,” Jeff pointed out to his.