Jack reached around and rubbed his hands along the front of her shorts, diving them between her legs and along her crotch. She swatted his hand and moved away.
"Hey," Jack protested, "what was that for?"
"I said to help me out of these clothes, not feel me up." She unbuttoned her jean shorts. "So I guess I'll have to do this myself." She unzipped her shorts and pushed them and her panties off her hips and let them fall to her ankles and lay atop her bare feet before stepping out of them.
"I was getting there," Jack again protested.
Lizzy dropped back to her knees and wrapped her hands back around his cock, letting it harden back out again in her grip. "Just let me do this how I want." She took all of him back into her mouth and held him until she couldn't hold her breath anymore, then backed off, getting a hand back around him and taking him back into her lips.
She sank to the hilt again. Jack tried grabbing her hair to hold her head still with the intent of fucking her face. Lizzy swatted his arm in protest, forcing him to let go. She pulled off his cock again, "As I said, I'm doing this. You just hold still and do not contribute." She sank back down on his cock again.
"It's my cock!" Jack asserted.
She pulled off again. "And it's my mouth, which will suck your cock only how I want." She stroked him with her hand before sinking her lips back onto him.
Lizzy took him completely again, letting his entire length run across her lips, across her tongue, stroking him with her hand when she was needing breath. The blowjob went at her pace, as she liked. In the interim, she could not help but slide a hand between her legs to her pussy, discovering it to be warm and wet. Her fingers found her flushed clit and dove into her wet sex while her lips did their back and forth laps on Jack's cock.
His cock. Her fingers playing on her clit. Her growing moans against his cock. She pulled off him and concentrated her efforts to the orgasm holding in her pussy, holding but not breaking.
She stood up and turned around, backing against him "Finish me off," she whispered. "Make me cum."
He would not disobey. His fingers dove for her crotch, finding her clit. His other hand jetted to her pussy, fingers finding their way in. Lizzy's hand kept pace with him, stroking him as he rubbed across her pussy and clit till her legs warned her of impending ecstasy. She took her other arm behind his head. Jack braced her with an arm while finishing her. It broke across her body and seemed to energize her.
When it subsided, she dropped back to her knees and took all of him in her mouth again. Soon Jack announced his impending explosion. Lizzy backed off his cock, sucking only on the head until she could taste his salty eruption on her tongue. She milked from him all she could, then displayed it to him for a moment before swallowing it down, a satisfied grin on her lips.
Jack sat back in his chair, still breathing as if he'd had a brisk walk. Lizzy braced herself against his legs to get to her feet. She bypassed her shorts and panties and went back to her chair. She looked over at Jack and smiled before asking, "Rematch?"
