your feet and then come down to your knees. I’m getting better now as long as I stand still. You know what? You’re right, just sit there, on the edge in front of me, and spread your legs.”
Jennifer smiled. “Mmm, I know what you have in mind, bad boy.” She walked around the pool and sat down in front of him, her pussy directly in front of his face. She rested her feet on his shoulders and lied down.
She was lying down on the deck surrounding the pool while Bruce was in the cold water, his head between her thighs, gently licking her folds.
“Ooh, baby, it feels so good! Eat me, eat my pussy...”
Bruce pressed his lips against her pussy lips and extended his tongue inside her vagina. “Yesss!!” Jennifer gasped and panted, twisting her hips and tugging her hard nipples. She was horny as hell, her channel dripping so much that Bruce couldn’t swallow all of it. Her juices were so abundant that Bruce’s face was covered with her white and thick arousal, and his mouth was also dripping with her musky fluids.
“Wow, Jen, I’ve never seen you so horny. I can literally drink you!”
“Yeah, I’m so horny. You need to release me, baby. I can’t stand it. I want to cum. Keep sucking my clit. Oh my God, yes! Yes, I’m cumming, keep doing like that, baby, I...”
Jennifer’s voice suddenly became a guttural sound. “Arrr! Yeah, fuck!” She arched her back and jerked several times, breathing heavily, and her hips bucked against the floor. Her orgasm was so powerful that she felt like she was in a sweet coma. She kept silent for a while, enjoying the rush of endorphins to her brain and the incredible feeling of satisfaction from releasing so much sexual tension.
Bruce quietly got out of the cold water and went back to the changing room. Jennifer barely noticed him leaving and called him with a weak voice when he was already at the door. “Where are you going?”
“I’ll be back. I need to grab something...”
Two minutes later, Bruce was back, hiding something behind his back. Jennifer was still lying on the floor, eyes closed, listening to the soft music in the background.
Bruce stopped next to her head, offering her a beautiful view on his shaved heavy balls and large pole underneath. He extended a hand and helped her get up. “I’m cold now. Let’s go to the steam room.”
“Okay, but I’m thirsty. Go first. I’ll follow you.” Jennifer went back near the bottle, but instead of taking champagne, she grabbed one big ice cube and gobbled another one – keeping the other one in her hand. Bruce was already inside the steam room when Jennifer joined him.
She felt a bit tired due to her strong orgasm, but the eucalyptus aroma coming from the steam immediately invigorated her. As soon as she stepped inside, she found it difficult to breathe normally, and she could barely see around her. Suddenly, she felt Bruce’s hand grabbing her wrist and leading her to her left. “I’m here. Come and sit down, Jen.”
They both sat down next to each other, leaning back against the wall. Jennifer kept the ice cube in her left hand and reached for his cock with her right hand, gently stroking him. He wasn’t hard anymore but wasn’t completely soft either. The steam and Bruce’s sweat were acting like a natural lubricant and Jennifer’s hand was sliding effortlessly along his shaft.
Jennifer started to feel hot as well and was sweating abundantly. Even though she couldn’t see him, she knew Bruce’s eyes were closed and that he was enjoying her delicate and sensual caress. Silently, she stood up – still stroking him – and kneeled down in front of him.
With her left hand – the one with the ice cube – she grabbed his balls while impaling his now swollen head inside her mouth, where the other ice cube was. This surprising and unexpected hot and cold sensation made Bruce jerk and grunt. “Wow Jen! What are you doing? That’s amazing! Oh yeah, it feels great! I really didn’t see you coming
Kit Tunstall, R.E. Saxton