Emma watches Jason climb into bed, and her body felt like it was on fire in all the good ways. To see Jason get in bed instead of Daniel simply reminded her that she was indeed cheating on her husband and completely willing to continue to do so. She could feel the heat of the shower pulsing from her skin and sinking into the mattress underneath her. The heat was also because her arousal had not subsided since the shower. If anything, it had only grown stronger. The poor woman was struggling to keep her sexual desires at bay, and the small bit of guilt that lingered with every minute longer she stayed there only made her want to push through. Being Jason’s submissive was what she needed to focus on. Her skin tingled with goosebumps again, and when Jason bluntly mentioned that his cock wasn’t going to suck itself, Emma received and understood the cue.<br/><br/>Crawling forward and settling herself between Jason’s legs, her blue eyes can’t help but look at the dauntingly large cock standing proud before her. Gazing up at the man before refocusing on his manhood, she bends down and reaches for the base of his cock. Making sure that when bent over, her back of her shoulders don’t ache, Emma finally resumes what she started in the shower. Opening her hot mouth and letting her tongue slide out, she lathers his cock with ample amounts of saliva, breathing in through her nose and unable to fight the warm moan that escapes from her throat. She couldn’t help it. This was turning her on more than she ever thought it would as she was helplessly (but not really helplessly) bent over, worshipping this famous man’s cock as he laid there. Letting her. Of all things. She moans again, wrapping her tender, nearly-swollen lips around the head of his cock. Sinking her mouth down further and further as she bobs her head. Sucking and overall enjoying herself as she blows Jason Stanley.<br/><br/>The image of a young woman bent over (almost uncomfortably) a man and worshipping his cock while he sits in bed comfortably—watching and feeling as she does all the work, is captivating in some way. There’s something about giving a blowjob that makes a woman feel powerful, however demeaning or embarrassing it may feel sometimes. To know that his pleasure comes from the woman, and her alone, empowers them if they see it like that. Every heterosexual woman should feel that way when on their knees or bent over a man’s lap.<br/><br/>Emma was always a very reserved woman when it came to sexual activities in the bedroom. But there was something about Jason that pulled the whore right out of Emma’s skin. Drooling around his cock as her saliva pools on his resting balls, Emma huffs and puffs from her nose as all she can do is focus on breathing and bobbing her head up and down. Feeling his slick member slide in and out of her mouth and also the urge to gag lessening the longer she did it. Sinking down on half the length no problem now as her tongue plays with the stretched skin and the pulsing hot blood pumping underneath. Massaging his cock with her tongue and hollowing her cheeks to suck just a bit harder. Her eyebrows knit together a bit in concentration, and her hands finally reach down to grip onto his thighs. Her neck was starting to ache, and her cheekbones had never had to endure this much open-mouth action, so they were beginning to hurt too. But she was resilient, and she wasn’t going to give up. Her fingers squeeze at his skin instinctually.