Chapter 122

KRISTEN I knew she had a sly plan when I heard her ask, “Have you ever fantasized about watching me pleasure myself?” What I didn't expect was to get restricted from using my hands. Her boobs were larger than I remembered, the soft plums a beautiful feast to my eyes. I could see the smooth flesh of her inner thighs and the desire swarming her brown irises. "Go there," she ordered, pointing to a couch in the corner of the room. "And take off those obstructions." In a haze of desire, and lust—I couldn't tell one from the other—I rose to my feet and shrugged off my trousers. The shirt and briefs followed seconds later, leaving my hard cock throbbing expectantly, jutting out in front of me like the heralds of a very important news. I could already see a clear pool of pre-cum on the tip of my cock, but I knew she would only tell me to stop if I did as little as touch myself. I sat on the couch, and she hastily turned the bed to her auditorium. "You love my boobs so much." It wasn't a questi