Iβm not sure what woke me, whether it was my hands slipped gently above my head into the handcuffs, or his muscular thighs either side of my face.
Laid there, my head nestled into the softness of the pillow I lay there looking up his torso to his face. A soft smile replaced the raw sensuality that had been there. My eyes traced back down his body to the wondrous cock before me, standing firm and erect. A wicked grin spread my mouth as I realised that Jason was acting out my fantasy for me. How I loved him for that.
His hand held tight onto his cock as he began to rub the smoothness of the tip over my face, trailing its beauty over and around my eyes, the lashes teasing at him, he sighed softly. Moving his hips forward he allowed his cock to move all over my face, over the forehead, down to the tip of my nose then onto my lips. As he stroked the crown over the fullness of my lips, I let my tongue slide to taste him.
He withdrew from me with a wicked smile. βNo, touching yet baby.β Sliding further down my body, he began to use his cock end to tease at my nipples, pressing their hardness into his cum hole; my God the sensation was exquisite. His thighs enveloped me within their hold, and his manhood mesmerised me with its touch. Long slow circles round each breast were torturous, his heavy balls dragged beneath the solidness of his shaft, each brush like a gentle massage upon my skin.