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"It is oozing out profusely Jane. It's making my cock so wet, so slick, as if someone has poured juice on it ... colorless, thick, sticky juice. You wanna taste it sexy girl? You wanna taste my cock juice? You wanna take it in your mouth and swirl your tongue around it baby?"
"Yes ... yesssssss, yessss James, yes I wanna lick this wet mushroom of your cock with my tongue. Oooooooh James, it's been such a long time. Yesssss, James, I want your cock in my mouth baby."
It was getting hotter every passing moment. I felt as if it was not my hand touching my cock ... it was Jane's.
I thought out loud, "I wish you were here right now Jane. Oh I so wish .........."
I heard her sigh. She did not say anything but I knew she had the same thoughts running in her mind. She also wanted to be here with me ... right here in my arms. I wanted to give her pleasure that she had never experienced, never even imagined in her dreams.
"It's not my hand squeezing my cock right now. It's yours. I'm going to help you reach your fingers around it. Now my hand is covering yours. Do you feel it?"
It was just "hmmmm" that i heard from Jane. I knew at that instance that she was in the heat of passion. She was feeling that sexual urge which could not be quenched alone. It was a deep unsatisfied urge that needed a partner to satisfy.
"Squeeze it a little harder, Baby. Yeah, like that. Ahhh, Jane ..." I groaned but did not stop there. "Since you're touching me, I'm going to suck on you. I think I'll start with your nipples. What do they look like?"
She hesitated.
"Come on, Jane. Talk to me."
"Pink-dark."
"Damn..." I sighed involuntary. "Are they hard? I want them hard so that I can suck on them hard baby."
She sharply inhaled. I asked her to move her fingers to explore her hardening nipples.
"Stroke them for me Jane and tell me what you are doing and how you are feeling."
She spoke in a hoarse whisper-like sound that she took her hands to her ever-swelling breasts, pressed her fingertips against the pebbly peaks and a bolt of electricity shot deep into her belly. Right at that moment, I heard a groan of pleasure escaped her lips.
"That's my tongue, licking; like an ice cream cone. Tug on them for me, Baby."
Oh James, what are you doing to me James ... oh please come and fuck me. I'm going mad with this desire that I can't control baby. Pleaseeee ...!"
"That's my mouth sucking those tender, dark pink nipples—however hard or however softly you want. Are you pulling them hard or are you pulling them soft?"
"Hard." She groaned. "I'm pulling my titties hard."
Another involuntary sigh escaped my lips. "Jane, I'm turning you around so that i can hold you from behind. Do you feel my hard wet cock wedged in the crack of your ass Jane."
"Yesssssssssss."
"Now I am sliding my hands under your tits and lifting them. So heavy in my palms. I bobble them up and down. Oh Jane, how nicely your boobs jiggle. It must have been long since someone's hands touched them, held them and played with them."
"Oh yess James, yes. I long to be touched, and fondled. I ached for the feel of your strong, big hands grabbing and squeezing at my big titties. James, what are you doing to me. I have never felt this much heat in my body."
