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Coming Home - Book 4

Copyright© 2026 by Douglas Fox

Chapter 9

Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 9 - Coming Home – Book 4 picks up as the 2032 football season starts and is a continuation of the Coming Home series following Kyle and Penny Martin and their children as they return home to Landenberg, PA when Kyle is hired as the head coach for the Philadelphia Eagles. You should read Coming Home, Books 1, 2 and 3 before tackling this book.

Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   mt/ft   Consensual   Romantic   Gay   Heterosexual   Fiction   School   Sports   First   Oral Sex   Safe Sex  

Thursday, November 18, 2032 – Martin Residence, Landenberg, PA

Unexpectedly, Kyle showed up in time for dinner that evening. His coaches and players rebelled and banished their workaholic coach from NovaCare for the evening. As Jeremy North pointedly reminded his boss, “Big stones come first.” No stone was bigger than being there for your family. This was opening night for the Avon Grove Performing Art’s performance of Spamalot, starring Chris Rush as King Arthur, joined by his faithful sidekick, Patsie, a.k.a. Jessie Martin. Coach C, Ryan Reynolds and the other coaches would have everything ready for the Panther’s visit to Philly on Sunday.

Danny had homework to do. He’d stay home and babysit Robbie. Robbie wanted to attend opening night, but the play would end at least an hour AFTER his bedtime. Robbie and Danny could see their sister at Saturday afternoon’s matinee performance. David and Sara would attend the matinee too. Kyle was going to pick them up after work on Friday evening. Penny would return them to Penn on the way home from Sunday’s game against the Panthers.

The high school auditorium filled quickly to capacity as Penny and Kyle found seats. More than a few Eagles fans came over and encouraged Kyle and his team to keep up the good work and beat those Panthers on Sunday. Spamalot was a musical version of the Monty Python movie about the Quest for the Holy Grail, written by troop member, Eric Idle.

The play was funny, irreverent and hilarious. Kyle got the biggest kick as Chris (King Arthur) and the other knights of the Round Table, bounced across the stage pretending to ride their invisible “horses”, their hands out in front of them like they were holding their “horse’s” reins. Jessia, a.k.a. Patsie, and the other servants scampered after their lieges, clapping two cocoanut halves together to simulate the clatter of horse’s hooves on the roadway.

Kyle was impressed by Jessie’s singing on the various songs featured in the musical. Kyle was good at many things, but music was not one of those things. He couldn’t carry a tune. He had zero sense of rhythm, but he could tell good music when he heard it. Jessie made him proud as she contributed to the songs in the play.

Kyle and Penny waited for Jessie to change after the final curtain call, and gave her a ride home. Both parents praised their daughter for a stellar performance that evening.


Friday, November 19, 2032 – Avon Grove High School, West Grove, PA

Central Bucks West, with their 6-4 record, had been ranked #11 in the sixteen team 6A playoff bracket for District 1. They knocked off higher ranked West Chester Rustin and C. B. East on consecutive weekends, both games on the road. They arrived up in West Grove ready to play just before dinner time. The game was scheduled for 7:30 PM.

The two teams shared the cafeteria for team dinners before they headed to the locker rooms to prepare for the evening’s contest. The teams dressed and headed out to the field to warmup. It was a nice night, for mid-November. The game time temperature was around 40 degrees and there was a light wind blowing from the north. It shouldn’t be too much of a hindrance for Danny and the Red Devils aerial game. Film study told the Avon Grove team that the wind conditions would not affect the Bucks passing game much either. The Bucks averaged around ten passes a game, sometimes fewer.

C. B. West won the coin toss and elected to defer receiving the kickoff until the second half. In retrospect, that may not have been the wisest choice for them. Danny and the Red Devils took the field and went ‘bombs away’ on the Bucks. Six plays later, all passes, Danny drilled the ball to Noah McMullen, backup running back, in the end zone for a seven-yard touchdown. Bill Everson nailed the extra point.

The Bucks did not seem discouraged at all. They ran the kickoff out to the AG 32 yard line and went to work. Coach Stupar, the Red Devils’ defensive coordinator thought he had his players ready. The Bucks blocking was excellent and their play calling kept the Red Devils defense confused. Nine plays later, missed tackles by linebacker Austin Simmers and safety Joey Phillips, allowed the Bucks a 27 yard run for a score. The Bucks kicker, every bit Bill Everson’s equal, booted the ball through the uprights for the point after.

No one expected a score-fest. The Red Devils defense had dominated most opponents, excepting Perkiomen Vally the first time they played when Danny was in Germany and the next weekend when Danny and Pat Devlin dueled in a shoot-out at Downingtown West. The Red Devils could not stop the Bucks running game. The Bucks had no answer to Danny’s aerial assault. The score was 21-21 as time wound down in the second quarter. 0:44 was on the clock and Danny’s pass to Jake Lilley put the Red Devils just inside the 50 yard line.

The Bucks finally managed to cover all the Red Devils receivers on a play. Danny’s offensive line pushed the pass rush to the sides, opening a yawning gap in the middle of the line. Danny spotted the hole and sprinted into it. He dodged a couple tackle attempts as he ran down the field. He scored, racking up another 49 yards of rushing. The Avon Grove led 28-21 as the teams went back to the locker rooms for half time.

Coach Stupar huddled with the defense to review some adjustments to handle what the Bucks were doing. Coach Brewer, their offensive coordinator, preached to keep the peddle to the metal. Make every possession count.

The Bucks had the ball first. They gained a dozen yards on their first three runs. Coach Stupar threw the loop at the Bucks on the next play. Joey Phillips, crowding up to the line, blitzed between the center and the left guard at the snap. Joey practically was there for the handoff as the Bucks QB turned to hand the ball to his fullback. Joey blasted into the fullback, knocking him backwards for a four-yard loss. The Bucks gained one yard on 2nd down and 14 yards to go. They were forced to pass. Joey Phillips, playing deep on this play, tracked the ball and intercepted it, giving his Red Devils possession at the Bucks’ 40 yard line.

Coach Meyer wasted no time stressing the Bucks defense. Ricardo Munez went deep on the first play. Danny spotted him coming open and launched a deep ball to his favorite receiver. Danny’s eyes went wide as Ricardo’s feet got tangled with the cornerbacks. Both kids went down. The Bucks free safety sprinted for the ball and snagged it before it fell to the ground. He sprinted across midfield before he was tackled.

The Bucks coach went against type and opened this drive with a pass, albeit a fairly safe screen pass. Drew Richardson, the defensive back covering the receiver, went in for the tackle but missed. The receiver sprinted downfield forty-five yards before Joey Phillips tackled him at the 5 yard line. It took three plays, but the Bucks muscled their way into the end zone to tie the score at 28-28.

Danny and the Red Devils offense went back to work. Danny moved the ball smoothly down the field. On the seventh play, he found Mike Marchesani, their little used sophomore third string receiver, come open. Danny drilled the ball to Mike, who turned and ran for the end zone. The Bucks free safety karate chopped at the ball just before Mike scored, knocking the ball loose. A scrum of Bucks players dived to the loose ball, recovering it at their 4 yard line.

The Bucks played conservative ball. They pounded out yards down the field. Red Devils stunts and blitzes did not stop them. The needed fourteen plays and burned much of the time off the clock, deep into the fourth quarter, before they scored. Bucks-35, Red Devils-28.

Ricardo preached to the offense that they had this. They had scored nearly every possession. They just needed to march the ball down the field and stuff it in the damned end zone! The players rallied to their captain’s fiery words. Six plays moved them from their 25 yard line down into the Buck’s red zone. Danny dropped back and scanned the field on the next play. All his receivers were covered. He noticed a small gap open up between his center and right guard.

Danny ran for the small hole and squeezed by the defensive linemen. He dodged a tackle attempt by one of the linebackers. Danny put his “Martin” speed to use, streaking down the field as his receivers turned into blockers. He pirouetted by a safety and sprinted into the end zone. Touchdown! Bill Everson drilled the PAT to bring the score to a 35-35 tie. 1:41 was left on the clock.

Undaunted, the Bucks went to work, starting at their 25 yard line after a touchback on the kickoff. The Red Devil’s defenders played smart, making sure to keep gains to a minimum and not allow any big plays. The clock wound down as the Bucks moved downfield in three to six yard chunks. They crossed midfield with 0:38 left on the clock. The Bucks gained four yards on the next play.

Coach Stupar sent Joey Phillips on another run blitz. Joey got through again, this time knocking the ball loose as the QB handed it off to the tailback. A Bucks lineman was first to the ball in the scramble for the fumble. Their 2nd down and six play turned into a 3rd down and thirteen yards to go at the Bucks 47 yard line.

Drew Smith diagnosed the next play as it unfolded. The Bucks QB threw the ball to his tailback on a wheel route. Drew cut in front of the tailback and intercepted the ball. He managed to gain a couple yards before he was tackled. The Red Devils had possession of the ball at their own 46 yard line. 0:22 remained on the clock.

Coach Brewer called a pass play. The Bucks had trouble with them all night. This time, Danny scanned the field. Everyone was covered except Mike Franklin, their tight end running a shallow crossing route. Danny drilled the ball to Mike, who turned and ran for the sidelines to try to stop the clock. Three Bucks defenders took him down in bounds. Coach Meyer was forced to spend their final timeout to stop the clock at 0:13.

On the next play, Danny saw the Bucks had put all the defenders along the sidelines, leaving a safety deep in the middle of the field. None of his receivers came open against the tight coverage. Danny saw a crack open between two pass rushers. He streaked for the hole and ran desperately down the middle of the field. No one was within ten yards of him as he scampered down the field. He tried to dodge the safety covering the middle but the bastard grabbed a foot and would not let go. Danny fell to the ground.

The clock read 0:07 and he stood up and motioned for his team to get lined up for the next play. Danny watched the clock... 0:05... 0:04... 0:03...

“Damn it!” Danny growled as he waited for his offense to get lined up and set. 0:01 ... Danny barked for the snap and drilled the ball into the ground to stop the clock. The ball hadn’t reached Danny’s hand when he heard the referee blow his whistle to signal the end of the regulation time in the game. Danny took the late snap and, pounding the ball into the ground. “FUCK!” Overtime.

The Bucks won the coin toss and opted to take possession of the ball second in OT. Danny lined his offense up on the 25 yard line at the north end of the field. The Bucks defense lined up to play the pass with the field this short. Coach Brewer tried a run to start the possession, but the Bucks defenders rallied to stop Hector Chavez for a two-yard gain. Danny hit Mike Franklin on another crossing route for an eight yard gain. First down on the 15 yard line.

Danny tossed the ball to Ricardo Munez in the corner of the end zone. Ricardo, at 5’-10” did not have the height nor the leaping ability Danny’s dad, his Uncle Andy and his cousins Noah and Colin had. The defender knocked the ball away. Hector gouged out three yards on the next play, an off tackle run.

Third down and seven yards to go at the 12 yard line. The Bucks blitzed and Danny couldn’t find an open receiver. He threw the ball through the end zone for an incompletion. The Red Devils offense was pissed as they trudged off the field for their field goal unit. Reliable Bill Everson put the short field goal through the uprights to give the Red Devils a 38-35 lead.

Coach Meyer and Coach Stupar fired up the defense before they took the field. The Bucks tried another surprise, passing on their first play. The Red Devils were ready. Austin Richardson batted the ball away from the running back wheeling out of the backfield. They tried their reliable running game, gaining four yards then three yards. Faced with fourth down and three yards to go, they opted to kick a field goal to tie the game at 38-38.

The Bucks had first possession in the second overtime period. They kept things simple, bashing the ball ahead three or four yards at time until they stuffed the ball in the end zone. Their kicker completed the PAT to give the Bucks a 45-38 lead.

Danny and the offense took the field at the 25 yard line for their second OT possession. Danny found Ricardo at the 12 yard line on the first play. He hit Mike Franklin on a slant down to the 3 yard line. Mike was gang tackled by the Bucks, preventing him from muscling his way into the end zone. Danny dropped back on the third play, scanning the field for an open receiver. No one came open. He spotted a small crack between his right guard and center. Danny ran for the crack and squeezed through as the defense collapsed towards him. A linebacker hit him but he twisted and laid out, barely pushing the ball across the goal line before four Bucks defenders took him to the ground. There was about a thirty second pause as the referees conferred before the head referee raised his hands and signaled touchdown.

“We got this, Coach,” the offense yelled to Coach Meyer on the sideline. Coach Meyer, aggressive as any Coach Burton acolyte, held up two fingers to indicate a two-point conversion attempt. Coach Brewer sent the play in. At the snap from the 3 yard line, Danny turned and stuffed the ball into fullback Jamie Palladino’s belly. Danny watched as the Bucks linebackers sprang forward to stuff the run. He pulled the ball out and sprinted to his right, scanning the end zone for Ricardo, who was to be mimicking his motion, but in the end zone. Damn, the cornerback was step for step with Ricardo. Danny ran closer to the sideline, looking for an open receiver. No one came open.

He put his second arm around the ball then turned up field and ran for the end zone. The cornerback hit him at the 2 yard line. Danny twisted and tried to get closer. He sprawled forward and thrust the ball towards the end zone as three more defenders tackled him to the ground. The referee signaled he was down, inches short of the goal line. Final Score: Central Bucks West-45, Avon Grove-44.

The Bucks players celebrated their victory as the Red Devils players congregated to commiserate.

“Damn, I can’t believe my football career is over,” Ricardo groaned to Danny as they hugged each. “Enjoy this time, it goes fast, my friend.”

“My family are football lifers,” Danny responded. “I know. It’s been an amazing season.”

“You made it so,” Ricardo responded. “I don’t know if we even make the playoffs without you. You did this.”

“I had a lot of help,” Danny replied. “No one helped me more than you, Ricardo. Thank you for everything, especially for getting the older guys to listen to me.”

“You earned their respect, my friend,” Ricardo replied. Anna and Ricardo’s girlfriend Maria joined the two on the side of the field. Each girl consoled their vanquished heroes for their valiant efforts. Danny’s mom, Robbie, and Mike and Avery came down to commiserate with their warrior. This had been a hell of a season.


Saturday, November 20, 2032 – Daugherty Residence, Kemblesville, PA

Bill Daugherty’s parents were away for the weekend. He hosted the final football team party. Unlike the team parties over the past fifteen months, this one was not dry. Bill arranged with some older friends to bring in a keg of beer to help the team drown their sorrows over the conclusion of their once promising season. The beer helped take some of the sting away. The party was subdued, as football team parties went. Of course, many couples headed for an empty bedroom to do what teens had done for time immemorial.

Danny and Anna had a couple Solo cups of beer as the mingled with their friends and teammates. They danced a bit and then started making out. After about fifteen minutes, Danny asked, “Is today in the safe time of month?”

“As safe as it can be,” Anna replied. “Want to go upstairs for privacy and more fun?”

“Sure, let’s do it.” Danny and Anna headed upstairs. They had about a ten minute wait until a bedroom opened up. They spent the time making out and getting revved up for what came next.

While they waited, Danny repeated his question. “Are you sure we’re safe tonight?”

“Yes, as safe as we can be,” Anna replied. “My period is due in about three days. The lowest risk of you knocking me up is right now.”

“And worst case?”

“Worst case is you knocked me up two weeks ago when we got carried away during the unsafe time and I’m already knocked up. Even then, tonight carries no risk, since you can’t get me more pregnant if things went wrong back then.”

“Oh ... kay,” Danny said. Risking getting Anna pregnant scared the shit out of Danny. The two resumed kissing. A room opened up a couple minutes later. Danny and Anna hurried inside, locked the door and stripped for action.

The two did some titty play and then Danny went down on Anna. She was hot and ready. It did not take long to coax an orgasm from his lover. The two cuddled and dry humped for a couple minutes before Danny mounted Anna.

As his bare cock plunged into her hot and well lubed tunnel, all he could think was how dangerous this was. Not this specific night, but three months of sustained skin-on-skin sex. Shooting his load up into Anna’s vagina time after time. Despite their precautions, this was risky. When would the odds become too high and his sperm found one of Anna’s eggs? Had it happened already? For all he knew, Anna might have a cluster of cells clinging to her womb right this minute. He was a dad and just didn’t know it.

“Earth to Danny?” Anna commented as he planted his dick in her and stayed still. “Are you ready to show me your love?”

“Um ... yeah, yeah,” Danny murmured as he pulled out a bit and plunged his cock back into his girl. He managed to dismiss those thoughts as he started stroking his cock in and out of Anna. She purred and sighed as he drilled her. God, sex felt so good. Their coupling went on for at least five minutes. Despite the stamina three months of making love gave Danny, he couldn’t last forever.

They paused twice during their coupling so Anna could massage his balls and calm him down. He paused and she massaged him again. It didn’t help. Finally, he just started hammering away as his balls churned. He felt the throb as his body prepared to ejaculate.

‘Was this how it felt to father a baby?’ Danny wondered, those doubts surfacing again. Of course, this is exactly what it felt like. A bare cock blasting a load of sperm and semen deep into a female. He didn’t stop pumping in and out to pull out. Finally, was he felt the throb in his dick, he rammed it deep into her and grunted as he blasted another load of baby-makers into his lover’s belly.

‘Could they keep taking this risk?’ Danny wondered as his cock blasted spurt after spurt of sperm into Anna’s receptive body. 85% of couples having sex without protection ended up with a pregnancy within a year. When would the odds catch up with the two of them?

“Earth to Danny?” Anna asked as she gave her lover a kiss.

“Um ... yeah?”

“What are you thinking about?” Anna asked as he rolled off her, his cock pulling free with a slurp. Some of his semen and sperm dribbled out of Anna’s hole.

They had the discussion about using rubbers or some safer form of protection too many times. How could he reach Anna? “Um ... how much I care about you,” Danny answered after a pause. “I’d do anything to protect you, Anna.”

“That’s sweet,” Anna replied giving him a tongue kiss. “I guess we should get dressed and give another couple a chance at privacy.”

“Yeah, we should,” Danny agreed. The two dressed quickly. Dan Bock, one his tailbacks, was outside, waiting impatiently for a room to free up so he and his girl could get it on.

Dylan Harris showed up at 10:45 PM to pick up the kids. He drove Danny home before heading back to his own home. Danny got ready for bed but sleep did not come. How long could this go on before he knocked up Anna? Doing it without protection was just too much. If something didn’t change, he would join the club his cousin Conner, Uncles Andy and Will and his Mom-Mom were part of – the unwed parents club, having kids way too young.


Saturday, November 20, 2032 – Avon Grove High School, West Grove, PA

The four-performance run of Spamalot concluded with thunderous applause at the final curtain call the evening. The cast changed out of costume while the stage crew began tear-down for the sets. Cleaning up everything would wait until Monday after school, but somethings needed to be put away before the stage crew could head out to the wrap party.

Vincent D’Angelo, the student head of the stage crew, was hosting the party at his house on Saginaw Road, outside New London. Vince was nominated to host the party for two reasons, first his position was manager of the crew, and second and more importantly, Vince’s parents were away that weekend at a parish leadership retreat.

Chris Rush offered Jessie a ride to the party. Ann Boldin and her date hopped in the back of Chris’ car too. Logan Hall pulled his mom’s minivan around and loaded up his girlfriend Kaylie, Julia O’Farrell and her boyfriend Tristan Palmer, and a couple other stage hands and dates for the quick trip west to the wrap party.

It was a huge relief for Julia to get out of the house for a few nights to help with the play. The rape victim of three bastards fifteen months earlier at a football team party, she usually was at home watching her little son, Alexander O’Farrell. Julia’s parents and her boyfriend, Tristan Plamer, all felt she needed a little break from caring for her five and a half months old son. Tristan volunteered to babysit Alex during the run of the play so Julia could help out in the ticket office. It was nice to feel like a normal student again, at least for a few days.

This evening Julia’s parents volunteered to look after Alex so Tristan could attend the play and the after-party. Tristan and Julia seemed like a mismatched couple, at least at first when they got together almost ten months ago. Tristan had a reputation as a horndog, ready to get into the panties of any girl who’d consent. Before the whole school found out she was pregnant last winter, Julia had a good reputation and seemed like someone who would avoid a girl-chaser like Tristan.

Unknown to most of their friends, Tristan had a kink. He fantasied about screwing pregnant girls. Coincidentally, Julia, flush with pregnancy induced hormones and desperate to be dicked, had chanced to go to a party together. Lust and a fetish started them off, but surprisingly, a real relationship had developed between the two teens. Her big belly had driven him to satisfy her desperate needs sexually. He volunteered to be her birth coach when she took Lamaze classes and was there when little Alex was born.

Despite no longer having a pregnant girlfriend to screw, Tristan stayed with Julia as her boyfriend and occasional helpmate with she needed a hand with Alex. Tristan doted on the little boy, who took to his ersatz father too.

Vince’s home was at the end of a long driveway off Saginaw Road, at the top of the hill, sitting well away from any neighbors. The teens could crank up the music and have no worries about someone calling the police. Vince also asked a buddy, Chub Sherwood, to recruit a couple buddies from the football team’s offensive line to make sure no one crashed the party, like last spring. Chub watched Danny Martin’s back as left tackle. He recruited Oliver Achenbach, the right tackle and Matt Kaiser, the right guard, to keep the partiers in hand.

It was a mellow crowd that evening. Everyone was stoked by the audience’s reception of their performance of Spamalot. Two kegs of beer were on ice in the garage and would keep the crowd well lubricated. Jessie hung with Chris, both getting repeated congratulations for their performances as King Arthur and Patsie.

Chris and Jessie talked with their friends and enjoyed the beer. After a bit, the two decided to dance. Chris was a good dancer. The first few songs were all fast and modern. The fourth song was an old slow one. Chris held his arms out, offering to hug Jessie as they slow danced. She smiled and hugged him back as they swayed to the music.

Having Chris hold her felt so right. He had become such a friend after doing two plays together. The two enjoyed the closeness as they danced. The music ended but the two did not separate. They continued swaying to music only they heard. It finally dawned on them that the music had stopped. The two blushed. Jessie stared up into Chris’s blue eyes. At 6’-0” tall, he was four inches taller than her. He stared down.

Chris leaned his head lower as Jessie stared up at him. Both knew what was next. The kiss was sweet and gentle to start, but grew in intensity. Soon Jessie slipped her tongue out and met his. The tongues danced and dueled as the two drew sustenance from their lip lock.

The two parted lips, gasping for breath. “Um ... uh...” Chris stuttered as Jessie backed him off the dance floor and up against a door frame. She reached up and clasped his neck, pulling his face down to hers again. The teens deep kissed, tongues twirling and passions rising. Jessie pressed her body against his, rubbing her belly against the obvious boner in his pants.

Equally enraptured, Chris slipped his hands from Jessie’s sides and onto her breasts. He felt them and fondled them. She shuddered when he found her stiff nipples. Other teens at the party ignored the couple making out by the hall doorway. They Frenched and Frenched, clasping and caressing each other as they exchanged tongues.

Panting, Chris huffed, “Privacy?” Jessie drilled her tongue deep into his mouth before withdrawing it.

“Yeah.” Chris and Jessie disentangled their bodies. He took her hand and led her upstairs. Both teens were buzzed but not drunk. Well ... drunk on lust, yes. Drunk on beer? Not so much.

The horny teens lucked out when they reached the top of the steps. No couples were waiting for a room and Oliver and a girl just exited one of the bedrooms. Oliver grinned at the pair, bowing and commenting, “My liege, your chamber awaits.” Oliver and his girl headed downstairs while Chris and Jessie scurried into the empty bedroom.

Chris clicked the lock and turned to find Jessie already stripping out of her clothes. He followed her lead. Neither were too modest. She had seen him down to his boxers and he saw her in just panties and a sports bra backstage during costume changes. The backstage was cramped and there was little time or space for modesty.

Jessie laid down in the middle of the bed, wearing only her pink panties. Chris climbed in after her, sprawling beside her and rolling his chest against hers. The two resumed their deep kissing. Chris was gentle and considerate as he fondled and played with her big, soft breasts. No question, Jessie Martin was well endowed. Chris reveled at feeling her big titties. She was so much more than his ex.

Chris banished thought of his ex as he kissed his way down to Jessie’s breasts. He kissed and licked and then suckled on her big, stiff nipples. Jessie cooed and purred as Chris drove her lust even higher. Her hands caressed his sides and then slid down to the waistband of his boxers. She slipped her hands inside them, shoving them lower to expose his ass cheeks. Fine ass cheeks they were too. She felt the strong, muscles and massaged them.

Chris, still intent on exciting Jessie with his lips and tongue on those wonderful breasts. He rubbed his erection against her side as the two made each other crazier with lust. Jessie noticed the erection rubbing her side. Nice size, though not as large as Jackson or Adam. Certainly not as large as that midnight fling in the Rockies two summer ago, Mike. Still, more than adequate for what she craved. It had been too long since she rode Jackson’s tool that final Saturday night before they broke up.

Chris kissed down her chest and headed for her belly. “Up,” he said simply. Jessie bridged her back as Chris pulled her panties down to her ankles. She lifted her ankles and he pulled her panties off and tossed them away.

Jessie expected he’d begin fingering her pussy. Boy was she wrong. The kisses and licks passed her belly button and continued south. His tongue swiped across her clitoris gently before it plunged between the lips of her labia. ‘JACKPOT!’ is all she could think. A guy who went down on her on his own without need for asking or instruction.

 
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