She was a sex pro. She had said this to him again and again. In three minutes, I would blow your mind, if I want. All that was before they had sex the first time.
That first time came sooner than later.
Now they’d had sex three times in the space of 7 hours, and though all three rounds had been good, there was nothing exceptional about either of them. Nothing he hadn’t experienced in the past.
She moved her waist a bit better, he would give her that. She moaned with a seductive low pitch, and he didn’t even think beforehand that sound could be a factor. Also, she liked to take charge-to stay on top and grind sensually-to please him.
But that was all. So, maybe there was something in the small details, yet he wanted more. All the big talk from her promised more.
As they rinsed off in the shower, he told her he had thoroughly enjoyed himself, but made it clear his mind was far from blown away.
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She reminded him that she said she would only if she wanted.
How long before you get on that page?
She pushed him to the wall, leaving the shower running, and squeezed his nipples hard, then dug her nails in his buttocks to initiate a ticklish pain-pleasure sensation.
Now she took his half-erect member in her mouth, fondling his scrotal sac at the same time.
He suddenly felt warm and sensitive all over his body. Then, soon, he was feeling light on his feet and weak around his knees. She was, at this time, sucking on his scrotal sac, allowing her breasts rub soothingly along his legs. Her hands were simultaneously moving in oscillations back and forth from the cork to the mid-section.
His mouth was wide open in pleasure, and his eyes tightly shut.
But it was already three minutes.
No. No. Don’t stop. Not now.
She smiled slightly and sauntered out of the bathroom, swaying her large, imperious mounds with abandon.
His mind was blown.