wickedpen
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"Too soon?" Ellen asked wincing with his discomfort with this suggestion. "We'll get there," she said like a much older woman to a much younger man. "OK" she said rising back to her feet. "It's OK Eddy" she sighed as she went to him but did not touch him.
"Do you want, no need me to hug you Eddy? You can lay your cheek against my breast and suckle my nipple, the way you used to? Remember you would lay your head in my lap and I stroked your head as you enjoyed us." she looks down at her chest and then continues, " and our company. Or is that too much for such a bad boy? I don't know Ed" she said as she stepped behind him. She breathed loudly on his back before continuing.
"Now stand up straight Ed." she commanded and he snapped to. "I will allow" she began "my nipples to touch your back until you cum." Ed groaned as she said it. Hard to decipher the groan as it held a lot of emotions but "no" was not part of it.
"You didn't already cum did you?" she asks half joking. He shakes his head vigorously "NO!" but from his energy level it would not take long. She took her breasts cupped in her hands, her nipples like spear points as she was inches from his pasty white back, tense with insanity by lust.
She dropped her hands suddenly and vigorously rubbed between her legs. Then returning to raise her breasts to Ed's back she asks "ready Eddy?" Using his nickname causes him to whimper and nod, for fear of speaking causing him to cum.
Ellen was turned on like never before. She had never had such an ability to give pleasure. Sure most men would enjoy fucking her but they did not let her touch their deepest desires, no matter what they are. Ed had and she felt so with him her own orgasm was brewing with barely a touch.
Leaning forward she watched her nipples moved to his skin and press as she raised and lowered them so they could not be missed. Her head was laid back, eyes closed as the isolated stimulus intensified an already overwhelming situation. Her breasts pressed into his firm back and her hands mercilessly circling, the simple contact after so long, like this...
"Still love my tits?" she gasps more than asks as her voice quivers with pending loss of control as her excitement cannot be denied.
"Do you want, no need me to hug you Eddy? You can lay your cheek against my breast and suckle my nipple, the way you used to? Remember you would lay your head in my lap and I stroked your head as you enjoyed us." she looks down at her chest and then continues, " and our company. Or is that too much for such a bad boy? I don't know Ed" she said as she stepped behind him. She breathed loudly on his back before continuing.
"Now stand up straight Ed." she commanded and he snapped to. "I will allow" she began "my nipples to touch your back until you cum." Ed groaned as she said it. Hard to decipher the groan as it held a lot of emotions but "no" was not part of it.
"You didn't already cum did you?" she asks half joking. He shakes his head vigorously "NO!" but from his energy level it would not take long. She took her breasts cupped in her hands, her nipples like spear points as she was inches from his pasty white back, tense with insanity by lust.
She dropped her hands suddenly and vigorously rubbed between her legs. Then returning to raise her breasts to Ed's back she asks "ready Eddy?" Using his nickname causes him to whimper and nod, for fear of speaking causing him to cum.
Ellen was turned on like never before. She had never had such an ability to give pleasure. Sure most men would enjoy fucking her but they did not let her touch their deepest desires, no matter what they are. Ed had and she felt so with him her own orgasm was brewing with barely a touch.
Leaning forward she watched her nipples moved to his skin and press as she raised and lowered them so they could not be missed. Her head was laid back, eyes closed as the isolated stimulus intensified an already overwhelming situation. Her breasts pressed into his firm back and her hands mercilessly circling, the simple contact after so long, like this...
"Still love my tits?" she gasps more than asks as her voice quivers with pending loss of control as her excitement cannot be denied.