<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/f9/6c/d0/f96cd07702110063cc60a94e41c4b61c.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Jonathan Freitas Sanches (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=337584.msg16026924#msg16026924)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Bedroom 2<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong><del>Leather Blue Jacket</del>,<del>White Tee</del>,<del>Light Blue Denim Jeans</del>,<del>White Air Force Ones</del>, Black Calvin Klein<del>Boxer Briefs</del><br/><strong>Content Warning</strong>: Foreplay (maybe not for much longer)<br/><strong>Optional</strong><br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Emma<br/><hr/>That look wasn’t fair in any circumstance. Nobody should have a face that could make you give in at the drop of the hat, it gave them too much power. When he saw that look, he wanted to give her whatever she wanted and knew he was in trouble. She’d be a problem if they hang out together more after this, he’d have to at least act like she didn’t already have him wrapped around her little finger if she wanted too.<br/><br/>Ready to give her what she wanted, it caught Jonathan off guard slightly as he felt his cock directed down towards her lips. Twitching in her hand slightly, Jonathan felt the first swipe of her tongue against his tip before it started to swirl around the head. “Fuck,” he said not being able to prevent the worlds just falling from his mouth at the feel of her tongue on him and the warm breath cool against his skin. With her hand now sliding along his length again, Jonathan did his best to control himself and not start thrusting his hips forward towards her mouth. It felt as amazing as he’d imagined, and his mind thought over desire for more or to make the feeling last.<br/><br/>Jonathan cursed in his head whoever had put a time limit on this moment of pleasure. As much as quick satisfaction would be gratifying, he wanted more from Emma. For now, the thought of any of the other very attractive women in the house had left his mind completely. Now all of his thoughts were Emma’s to hold as he watched her stroke him, pressing him against her tongue. Already lost in the pleasure he was receiving it just got better when she stretched her neck and took him into her mouth, as he felt the vibrations of her purr travel down his shaft. If his hands hadn’t already been occupied, he’d have taken her head into his hands and given her more encouragement to continue.<br/><br/>This wouldn’t do, all though the feeling was amazing, and Emma was doing such a good job at contorting herself to please him, he wanted more. Especially when her fingertips started to brush against the sensitive skin of his sac. He wanted to give her more access but also didn’t see why she should be the only one to taste the other. A standard sixty nine would have been the normal way to satisfy his urge, but that required more movement and rearrangement than he desired and might also mean separation from the mouth that he had no desire to leave right now. With a careful swing of his leg, that unfortunately meant he did leave her mouth for a moment, he was now positioned over her, as his arms moved either side of his legs and her pussy was there in front of him, slick ready for him. Moving the wand away for a moment, he moved his mouth down towards her, running his tongue over her, moaning a sound of satisfaction. Letting the flat of his tongue run against her, mixing his saliva with her own juices, he made sure to play attention to every part of her before his focus would narrow down to her small bundle of nerves.