I could see on Jessica’s face, even as she tried meekly to cover it with both hands, the Jessica everyone else knew; the Jessica that would walk and talk and exist among normal people – had melted away. She’d found her new love, her new obsession, her new cause to submit and reason to exist, all in the vicious, loving arms of this man, just like I had.
He came. He filled her with his burning seed. Then, after a moment of loose panting, Mr E rose, slowly, and started moving for the door. I made him wait as best I could with some hushed command (truth be told, I was feeling pretty delicate after watching that) then I walked up to Mr E and kissed him once on his wet lips before letting him go.
Jessica was on the floor, a ragdoll heap of pleasure and flesh. Her legs and arms were draped out around her and her long chestnut hair had become a captivating web of sweat, cum and ecstasy sprawled out on the floor.
“How was it?” I whispered, wiping away the cum as it dripped from her special place. She only panted and giggled. That was all she could manage.
I asked no more.
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