“More!” Jennifer said with a laugh. “Letting me go like that, may be a bad idea. I don’t know where I would stop.”
“Really,” Junior said in a non-convinced way.
“Really,” Jennifer responded. “I can do kinky.”
“I believe you,” Junior said with a shit-eating grin, happy to now know a way under her skin. “I mean I actually believe you,” he said hurriedly, as a dark cloud of emotion crossed her face.
“Here, let me show you,” Jennifer said with a determined look on her face.
Junior felt his cock bend out straight and Jen slid easily on the floor positioning herself for something. Junior looked at her with a questioning look. His cock was too high for her vagina. His confusion made him look up to Jennifer’s face. Then he felt it, a pressure, a pleasurable pressure on his cock head, knowing it could not be her sloppy-wet vagina as the angle was all wrong, too nice for it just to be a handjob. He looked down and moved his head to see past the massive mammaries. What he saw made him groan, and realise in his lust, that this was the best decision he had made.
Junior’s cockhead had easily slipped into Jennifer’s navel, buried in the round fat love tunnel that was Jennifer’s belly button. Letting go of his cock he felt her oily hand grab his ass and slide him closer. With a lustful, half-lidded gaze, he watched as more of his cock descended into her navel, until he bottomed out, over half way down the shaft of his cock. Junior groaned wordlessly, this was beyond any kink he had imagined.
“Naughty enough for you? Reckon your customers will pay to see you fuck and blow in my huge belly button?” Jennifer’s words reverberated around in his head.
His cock twitched as he slowly began to slide in and out.
“Junior this is only the tip of the iceberg. You think I’m just rude? I am a total cock slut and will do anything kinky to please cock.”
As she uttered these words Junior felt ropes of cum explode from the eye of his cock and coat her belly button and belly in a thick glazing of hot cum.
Time passed in the bathroom.
“OK, so now the thumb,” Jennifer said in her instructional teacher tone. “Now you are fisting me, Oh! Wow! Slow down there, big dog, and way slower when you do this later in my coal cavern.”
“Coal cavern,” Junior queried as he watched wide-eyed as his wrist started to disappear into Jennifer’s sloppy-wet cunt.
He had lost all idea of time as they sat in the warm master bathroom coated in oil and unable to leave. His best estimate was that it was early afternoon.
“My ass,” Jennifer said. The words caught in her throat as Junior fisted her deeper and deeper.
“I can fit a fist in there,” Junior said in amazement. “I was going to be happy to just fit my cock in your ass.”
After a quiet pause, the only sounds being the rhythmic squelch of a wet, fisted pussy and an occasional deep grunt from Jennifer.
“Junior, we may as well break the ice,” she said with a smile. Jennifer sat up and felt Junior gently remove his fist from her cunt. “Or in this case, plunge your banana into the hot chocolate.”