"So, mister… why is your cock always getting hard again and again?" I asked in a clear teasing tone. My hand stayed wrapped around his thick length, stroking him slowly from base to tip. He was already rock-hard once more, warm and heavy in my palm.
Ezra let out a soft breath against my skin. "Ahmm… I just answered you, babe…" He leaned down and pressed his face into the curve of my neck, leaving slow, open-mouthed kisses along the sensitive skin. "You are such a bold and hot woman… I can't control myself," he murmured between the kisses.
His hands slid up my sides and covered both of my boobs. His palms were warm and full as he squeezed the soft flesh, massaging them firmly and rolling his thumbs over the hardening nipples.
"Ahmm… yeahh…" A quiet gasp left my lips. My eyes closed on their own as the ticklish pleasure spread from my neck down to my chest. At the same time a fresh heat woke up between my legs, making my pussy feel warm and needy all over again.
