Jeffrey's c**k was ingrained in my head like a laser etching, and Rich was right, he was a little bigger, but it was sooo close. An image of the two of them, my wonderful men, taking me together, popped into my head, and I had to blink away tears. I took a deep breath, but Rich had noticed.
"You okay, Jess?" Tch. What kind of guy stops his...girlfriend? when she's just about to start stroking him?
"Yeah. Just...emotions." I shrugged. I firmed my grip and met his intense gaze. I could be intense, too. "I'm good, Rich. I want this, so badly. Lay down."
Cock still protruding from his pants, he did so. I knelt between his legs, dress still hanging off my curvy hips, and gave him a wicked grin from under my lashes. "Now, I should warn you...sucking c**k is a passion of mine."
"Stop being pe
