I looked at Jennifer in front of me, her body trembling with anticipation as she moved her hand to hold my cock, her pussy pressing against the length with deliberate pressure.
The way her soft flesh molded against me was intoxicating, her heat enveloping me in ways that made my vision blur. She began to rub my cock against her clit, the contact sending jolts of pleasure through both of us.
She looked at me with eyes dark with lust and something darker - a possessive edge that made my body respond. "Do... do you have a condom?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper but thick with need. Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment, her eyes flicking to where Kate stood hidden in the closet.
