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She wasn't stopping even after he warned her and he took it as a sign that she wanted all of him. He announced his situation through struggled breaths as he held on to the couch with a death grip. "I'm cumming.. oh god I'm, ahhhhhhhh..." With a groan and a loud exhale Mitch gave in and climaxed, he could feel his cock pulse between Jennifer's lips, the warmth of her mouth was incredible. It has been so long since he'd been taken care of like this, he'd forgotten what it was like..
His hands released the couch only after he'd started to come down from the climax and as his breath started to return sort of to normal Mitch moved his hands to the back of Jennifer's head again, slowly working his hands through her long hair as she gave him the kind of pleasure he'd forgotten about.. but would never forget about again.
He softly spoke to Jennifer, letting his hands massage the back of her head as he whispered "thank you... thank you..." to her he then stretched his arms back behind his head over the end of the couch. Without much thought he gripped one of the old exposed pipes that was part of the building. He touched it with both hands and felt it's warmth, a sort of calming sensation took over as he relaxed, then took his hands away, putting them to his face, then down to pull Jennifer up to face him.
With a soft kiss, he whispered his appreciation again between kisses, each one growing more passionate, as his hands wondered across the naked skin of her back. He let the moment wash over him, simply enjoying the mingling of their bodies before the eventual cold of this building would set in. If only they could find a heat source..
And then the light bulb in his head went off.....
His eyes flew open and he broke from kissing Jennifer just as they were getting comfortable.. reaching back again with his right hand he gripped the pipe, there was no mistake.. no he hadn't been dreaming and it wasn't the warmth of his climax washing over him. Ok well maybe it was partially, but what he felt in his hand was different. He needed to be sure he wasn't dreaming so in a slow gesture he reached back down and gathered Jennifer's left hand in his own and stretched it above his head so they touched the pipe at the same time. Looking her in the eyes, with an almost alarming look of concern Mitch spoke earnestly.
"Please tell me I'm not dreaming...."
"Do you feel that?"
His hands released the couch only after he'd started to come down from the climax and as his breath started to return sort of to normal Mitch moved his hands to the back of Jennifer's head again, slowly working his hands through her long hair as she gave him the kind of pleasure he'd forgotten about.. but would never forget about again.
He softly spoke to Jennifer, letting his hands massage the back of her head as he whispered "thank you... thank you..." to her he then stretched his arms back behind his head over the end of the couch. Without much thought he gripped one of the old exposed pipes that was part of the building. He touched it with both hands and felt it's warmth, a sort of calming sensation took over as he relaxed, then took his hands away, putting them to his face, then down to pull Jennifer up to face him.
With a soft kiss, he whispered his appreciation again between kisses, each one growing more passionate, as his hands wondered across the naked skin of her back. He let the moment wash over him, simply enjoying the mingling of their bodies before the eventual cold of this building would set in. If only they could find a heat source..
And then the light bulb in his head went off.....
His eyes flew open and he broke from kissing Jennifer just as they were getting comfortable.. reaching back again with his right hand he gripped the pipe, there was no mistake.. no he hadn't been dreaming and it wasn't the warmth of his climax washing over him. Ok well maybe it was partially, but what he felt in his hand was different. He needed to be sure he wasn't dreaming so in a slow gesture he reached back down and gathered Jennifer's left hand in his own and stretched it above his head so they touched the pipe at the same time. Looking her in the eyes, with an almost alarming look of concern Mitch spoke earnestly.
"Please tell me I'm not dreaming...."
"Do you feel that?"