Dry Valley Ch. 07
Date: 01.07.2007Keywords: Dry, Valley, Ch., 07,
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The panties were stained with juice. He watched while she rubbed and pulled on her clit. Moving his hands he pushed his fingers against the muscles of her ass and squeezed the soft, yet firm flesh.
She whimpered while she stroked herself for him. Her fingers slid further and she knew he was watching her hand move inside her panties.
"Show me, baby. Show me Jessica how wet you are. Show me how much you need me to fuck you," he demanded.
His hot breath could be felt on her cunt and she moved her hands to rip at the tiny strings that held her skimpy panties together. "Fuck me, Mitch!" she screamed and lifted her hips up. Her arms bent and she supported herself on her elbows adding another inch or more to her hip's height.
Mitch didn't need further encouragement. He opened his mouth and covered the sweet pussy that he'd only dreamed of ever having. His tongue snaked out and slashed its way back and forth over her juice-covered cunt. He pressed deeper and his nose rubbed her clit.
"Yes! Oh God! Yes!" she screamed and bucked against him.
He drank the fluids she's spilled for him. Licked, sucked and bit his way through her pussy, until she was riding his face. He added two fingers into the mix and rammed them into her over and over again.
"Harder!" she demanded.
Harder he gave. Faster he drove her. He abandoned her for a second and looked up at her. She was the most beautiful creature he'd ever seen and she was his. His mouth went back to her pussy and his tongue met his fingers. Soon digits and hard, wet muscle were working together to bring her to the edge of a cliff.
Jessica's nails dug into her flesh as she twisted and pulled her tits. Her nipples were red from her ministrations, but she still didn't stop. Harder he fucked her and harder she twisted the tips of her breasts. "Ohhh . . . Ohhh . . . Oh fuck, Mitch!" she cried out. Suddenly she paused and for a moment she didn't breathe.
He looked up and saw her face set in torrid mixture of emotions. "My God," he moaned, before he opened his mouth and was drinking up her come. She flooded him and he was there to welcome it all in. His mouth swallowed quickly, as she erupted again. She flowed hot and thick for him. He needed more. He pushed his fingers in and coaxed another wave of heat from her.
"Ohhh . . . Mitch." She moaned and shuddered as she tried to breathe normally again. Her eyes were clenched tight and she was almost afraid to open them. She was scared that if she did the dream would disappear.
Mitch ran his tongue up and down her slit, washing away her honey. "Jessica, I need you baby."
"Yes, Mitch."
She sat up and suddenly froze.
"What?" he asked. His hands moved to his jeans and he began tugging at the waist.
"No, stop. Listen."
He stilled and did as she asked. "Fuck!"
"Jessica!" the old, sweet voice called through the house. "Jessica! Are you upstairs honey?" Misses O'Grady's voice echoed through the house. The creaks of the steps could be heard.
"No fucking way," Mitch cursed.
"The bathroom. Go, now!" Jessica muttered.
"The bathroom? We're not teenagers!"
Jessica looked at him with a glare. "The bathroom or you will have to take care of that yourself!" she demanded.
He growled and pulled her to him. He kissed her fast, released her and headed to the bathroom. He shut the door and waited.
"Just a minute Misses O'," Jessica called out. She grabbed Mitch's shirt and pulled it on, buttoned the shirts haphazardly and then opened her bedroom door, just as Wanda was about to open it.
"Hi!" Jessica smiled wide and leaned against the frame of the door.
"Oh there you are," the old woman smiled.
"Yep, here I am," she answered back.
"Did you get a hold of Bailey?" Wanda asked.
"Bailey?" Jessica thought for a minute, "Oh . . . Bailey. No, not yet. I'm going to do that right now."
"Oh would you dear, that would be so kind of you."
"Anytime. Misses O'."
Wanda smiled and was about to leave, when she stopped and looked at Jessica. "Pardon me dear, I hate to be a pest, but could I . . .?" Wanda motioned to Jessica's bedroom door.
"Umm . . . sure," Jessica said with a look of confusion on her face."
"Thank you. This will only take a minute." She poked her head in and yelled. "Mitch when you get finished up will you come over and help Henry?"
Jessica paled when she heard, "Sure Misses O'. I'll be over in a couple of hours." She blushed when she heard Misses O'Grady's answer back, "I'll see you in five minutes young man."
Wanda winked and turned around. Jessica would have staked a year's wages she was humming "Here Comes the Bride" as she descended the stairs.
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Keywords: Dry, Valley, Ch., 07,