Her breathing was heavy; as I continued to move her head up and down, feeling my dick hitting the back of her throat each time her head went forward.A...ain, I didn't want to cum before I got to fuck her so I removed my cock from her lips, staring at the pink lip stick she left behind on my shaft as I was pulling her to her feet pushing her onto the bed. I laid down on the bed as she grabbed a condom from the night stand and ripped the package open, rolling the latex down my shaft commenting that. Her hairs were wet and smelt nice. She had applied jasmine scented serum on her hairs. It was one of the best hugs I have ever had even though it was unintended for and accidental.I was turned on with that touch and a little bulge was apparent for a close observer. I thought she had noticed it too because I could she started to behave a little reserved after that.Meanwhile, I was able to push the bag through successfully.“Thanks”, she said plainly.I just smiled and took my window seat and so. This was our life. We had made a deal, almost three years ago, that she would be as careful as possible, and that I would confine my worrying to while she was away. I wasn't to let those fears contaminate our time together. To do so would be a waste of what might be a finite resource. I stripped quickly, and walked in, finding her already under the warm spray. She smiled, still with eyes closed, and turned to snuggle against my chest, sighing as I wrapped my arms around her. We leaned against. At nineteen, Jenny was a hard-bodied beauty—a real cracker—and the guys next door made no secret of the fact they thought so too. They would wolf whistle and holler every time she sat out by the pool.I could tell Jenny found these guys attractive and, even though they were acting like morons, she loved the attention they gave her. She played up to it, selecting her skimpiest bikinis to wear during the day and her lowest-cut, most revealing dresses during the warm evenings. She also turned it on.