Carl stood and watched Jackie in her towel, pulling dinner from the oven and stirring the noodles on the stove, all while praising God that nothing had burned. All Carl could do was stand and watch; she was mesmerising. This is home. Jackie finally looked his way and grinned, and Jackie laughed while yelling and pointing a spoon at him, "You are lucky nothing burned, mister. If it had, you would be remaking dinner." Carl just smiled and casually walked over to her. Jackie's breath caught, every muscle flexed as he walked towards her, and his stride was smooth. He walked with a purpose, and by the dark look in his eye, the grin on his face, and the sight of his cock straining against the towel, she knew that purpose was her. As he got closer, Jackie backed up until she hit the counter; she had nowhere else to go. She could feel her face flush; the hunger in his eyes made her feel weak. He could always melt her like butter with just a look. Carl stopped just inches from her face, yet she could feel his hard cock pushing against her tummy. She let out a moan, and Carl grinned wider. Jackie swallowed hard; she was having trouble keeping her mind off his cock. "We don't have time," she stuttered. Carl raised an eyebrow. "How long till girls get home?" he questioned. Jackie stole a glance at the clock on the stove. Shit, we have an hour. She smiled. "You have one hour," pointing the spoon at him. Bad idea. He's going to use it, you know that, kinky bitch. I know. Carl suddenly had his hands through Jackie's hair and was devouring her mouth, pressing his cock harder against her. He reached down and removed her towel before releasing her from his kiss and bending down to take one of her hard nipples into his mouth. Jackie moaned out as his tongue played with her nipple, her nails running along Carl's back, making him moan against her nipple. Jackie pulled his towel free and wrapped her hand around his cock. Carl growled and stood, pressing his cock into her hand, laying his head back, enjoying her touch. With his head lying back, Jackie could see the muscles in his neck flexing as he flexed his jaw. Jackie raised and kissed his neck, slightly biting it. Carl moaned again before coming back to reality and spinning Jackie to face the counter. Carl pressed against her backside. His cock sliding along her dripping lips, Jackie moaned, pushing back against him. Carl reached past her and grabbed the spoon from her hand. Carl nibbled on her neck, and Jackie froze, her breath hitched. Told ya so, shouldn't have pointed it at him. Oh yes, I should have. "I'm going to show you how to use a spoon." He pushed his cock along her lips again. She groaned, and her grip on the sink turned her knuckles white. She was ready, or so she thought. Carl stepped away and watched her body tense. He could see her white knuckles. She was waiting, readying herself for the first smack. He waited and watched. He could see the line of juice running down the inside of her thigh. And then, there, he saw it. She quickly glanced out of the corner of her eye.He smiled and swung the spoon, contacting her right ass cheek. Jackie jumped and moaned. Carl watched as a bead of juice ran down her leg as he rubbed where he had smacked her. He sidestepped and waited. Jackie fidgeted and widened her stance against the sink. He caught her glance again, and the impact on her left cheek echoed with her moan. Another line of juice went down her leg. Carl grinned as he again rubbed where he had made contact. As he rubbed, he watched her body relax. Oh no, you don't, sweetheart. Carl swung the spoon, making contact again on her left cheek. Jackie screamed. "Carl," as she fell forward, and her body convulsed. Carl watched as the juices flowed down Jackie's legs before stepping up behind her, pulling her head back gently with a hand around the front of her neck, kissing her neck and moaning. "That was fucking hot," he whispered, before plunging his cock deep inside her pussy. Jackie's body and pussy tightened again instantly as Carl wasted no time; his thrusts were fast and deep. With every thrust, Carl lifted her to her tippy toes. Jackie moaned out, "Carl... fuck..." Her breathing stopped, her body froze, and her pussy exploded around Carl's cock. Carl groaned, "fuck yes," as he pushed as deep as he could go, exploding inside her as her pussy gripped his cock tightly, pulsing around him with every jet of cum he released inside her. He released her neck, and she leaned forward, breathing heavily, as she pushed her pussy back against him. He groaned, and his cock jumped. He slowly pulled his cock from her, kissing her sweat-slicked back, as they both groaned from his exit.

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Seventeen

Thank You

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