brushed the back of my neck and then my shoulder. Chills ran down my legs from just feeling his breath blowing on my skin. Ty brought his lips to my ear and kissed the skin right behind it. “Tell me you love me,” he whispered.
I kept my eyes closed. “You know I do.”
“Please say it.” Another kiss touched my skin.
I moved my hands down to his thighs and started moving each one towards the inside of them. “I love you, Ty. I love you more than I have ever loved another man.” He asked this often and when I asked why, he would just say that sometimes he needed to hear it.
“Do you trust me, Baby?”
My eyes remained shut as his hands slid up my belly and began circling my breasts with what felt like soap. “With my life.”
His fingers pinch my nipples at the same time, sending a scorching flame between my legs. When his hands disappeared, I opened my eyes, searching for them. He grabbed the pink poof ball off the edge and lathered it up, before sliding it between my legs. “Just relax. Know that I will never let anything hurt us, Miranda.” He drug the poof ball full of soap between my legs. It was rough and at first, it was uncomfortable, but as he continued to rub me, the friction began to turn me on. “Does it feel good?”
His breath against my ear was making my nipples hard as they protruded out of the bubbles. The more he r ubbed me, the more he pinched on one of them . It hurt and felt good at the same time. When he slowed down his pace, I could feel him smiling against my neck. He was teasing me. “Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”
“Mmmm, are you begging me?”
Ty pulled both hands away from me and laughed as I sat there quietly waiting for their return.
I turned around to face him and he was still smiling. “Stand up.”
“What? Why did you stop?” I was whining, but I was hot and bothered. I needed him to finish what he started.
“Will you just stand up and face the other direction?”
I started to stand up, not because I wanted to though. Ty took his hands and ran them up both of my legs. I couldn’t see his face, but could feel him sliding closer toward where I was standing. One leg at a time, he focused on washing me. His big hands worked each of the muscles as I stood there trying not to moan too lo udly , because it felt like heaven. As his hands got closer to my inner thighs , I began to anticipate his fingers just as t hey began to glide over my sex. A s he touch ed me there, he pulled away. His slippery hands headed f or both of my ass cheeks and he squeezed them into his hand s .
Now, with Ty, I could never figure out whether he was more obsessed with my ass or my breasts. On several occasions, even he couldn’t make up his mind. As the soap coated both of my cheeks, I felt his lips kissing the back of one of my legs. Of course , I just stood there, closing my eyes, trying to control my balance. After at least three minutes had passed and I knew I literally had the cleanest ass in the whole sta te of Kentucky, Ty’s hands slid around my body until both sets of his fingers traced along both sides of my pussy.
Since I got waxed, his fingers sliding over my smooth skin tickled, making me shudder. When he felt my reaction, he slowly spun me around to face him. He grabbed one of my hands and slowly pulled me down to kneel in front of him. The bigger my belly got, the more unattractive I felt, but Ty never led on that my size bothered him, in fact, he touched me even more.
Before pulling me toward him, he ran his hands over my belly again and looked intently into my eyes. “I don’t think you know what you do to me. Nothing compares to you, Miranda. Nothing compares to the way I feel about you.”
I know exactly how you feel , because I feel the same about you.
As much as his words meant to me, I needed him to touch me. My body was calling him in. “Show me.”
Ty grabbed at my hips and slid me down over his very hard erection. Him being hard was never a
I kept my eyes closed. “You know I do.”
“Please say it.” Another kiss touched my skin.
I moved my hands down to his thighs and started moving each one towards the inside of them. “I love you, Ty. I love you more than I have ever loved another man.” He asked this often and when I asked why, he would just say that sometimes he needed to hear it.
“Do you trust me, Baby?”
My eyes remained shut as his hands slid up my belly and began circling my breasts with what felt like soap. “With my life.”
His fingers pinch my nipples at the same time, sending a scorching flame between my legs. When his hands disappeared, I opened my eyes, searching for them. He grabbed the pink poof ball off the edge and lathered it up, before sliding it between my legs. “Just relax. Know that I will never let anything hurt us, Miranda.” He drug the poof ball full of soap between my legs. It was rough and at first, it was uncomfortable, but as he continued to rub me, the friction began to turn me on. “Does it feel good?”
His breath against my ear was making my nipples hard as they protruded out of the bubbles. The more he r ubbed me, the more he pinched on one of them . It hurt and felt good at the same time. When he slowed down his pace, I could feel him smiling against my neck. He was teasing me. “Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”
“Mmmm, are you begging me?”
Ty pulled both hands away from me and laughed as I sat there quietly waiting for their return.
I turned around to face him and he was still smiling. “Stand up.”
“What? Why did you stop?” I was whining, but I was hot and bothered. I needed him to finish what he started.
“Will you just stand up and face the other direction?”
I started to stand up, not because I wanted to though. Ty took his hands and ran them up both of my legs. I couldn’t see his face, but could feel him sliding closer toward where I was standing. One leg at a time, he focused on washing me. His big hands worked each of the muscles as I stood there trying not to moan too lo udly , because it felt like heaven. As his hands got closer to my inner thighs , I began to anticipate his fingers just as t hey began to glide over my sex. A s he touch ed me there, he pulled away. His slippery hands headed f or both of my ass cheeks and he squeezed them into his hand s .
Now, with Ty, I could never figure out whether he was more obsessed with my ass or my breasts. On several occasions, even he couldn’t make up his mind. As the soap coated both of my cheeks, I felt his lips kissing the back of one of my legs. Of course , I just stood there, closing my eyes, trying to control my balance. After at least three minutes had passed and I knew I literally had the cleanest ass in the whole sta te of Kentucky, Ty’s hands slid around my body until both sets of his fingers traced along both sides of my pussy.
Since I got waxed, his fingers sliding over my smooth skin tickled, making me shudder. When he felt my reaction, he slowly spun me around to face him. He grabbed one of my hands and slowly pulled me down to kneel in front of him. The bigger my belly got, the more unattractive I felt, but Ty never led on that my size bothered him, in fact, he touched me even more.
Before pulling me toward him, he ran his hands over my belly again and looked intently into my eyes. “I don’t think you know what you do to me. Nothing compares to you, Miranda. Nothing compares to the way I feel about you.”
I know exactly how you feel , because I feel the same about you.
As much as his words meant to me, I needed him to touch me. My body was calling him in. “Show me.”
Ty grabbed at my hips and slid me down over his very hard erection. Him being hard was never a
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