Jackson laid in awe of Layla's sexual talents.  His hands found her slender waist and slipped to her hips as she gyrated on his galvanized cock.  He felt her build up and explode in ecstasy on him and nearly tripped his own release.  When she collapsed on him his arms wrapped around her in a thankful embrace that his sensitive member was given a moment of pause to stave off his climax.<br/><br/>His hand slid up her back and he laced his fingers in her dark curls.  Jackson pulled back her head and laid his lips on hers as they rolled over on the bed.  Wrapped up in the passion of the moment he began kissing along her neck and shoulder, savoring the taste of her sweet young flesh.  The stubbled growth on his face left little patches of blush on her otherwise perfectly white skin.  He moved down her body continuing to kiss and nip at her plump breasts.  His mouth attacked her budded nipples with a fury of licking and sucking.<br/><br/>He rose to a kneel between her leg, and looked down on her satin skin shimmering in the flicker of oil lamp.  His body willing and ready and hers inviting as a flash of Abby and the dark stranger doing something similar streaked through his thoughts.  His mood darkened briefly as his blood began to boil.<em>Fuck it!</em>he thought as he tried to return his attention to the young beauty laying spread out in front of him, but the thought kept nagging at him.<br/><br/>His tenderness evaporated when he crawls back over Layla, his desire became more urgent to push the though of his forbidden love laying there with someone else's cock stuffed in her and her adoring eyes looking up at someone else's face.<br/><br/>Jackson reached down and placed his still wet shaft at Layla's opening and push his hips into her quickly that resulted in a sharp smack as their flesh met.  He held this postion while he pined her hands above her head and held them with one hand.  His other hand reached down and pulled at her thigh and brought it to rest over his hip.  He began rotating his hips before withdrawing and slamming back into her.  Each time he pounded into her, brought the tingle to the tip of his rod and drove the thoughts of Abby away for the moment.  He continued at a rapid pace until the trigger let loose and he climaxed with a primal yell through clenched teeth.  The scream was a mixture of sweet release and frustration of his thoughts.<br/><br/>When he collapsed against Layla his aggression turned to resolve, and he was determined to fuck away the thoughts of Abby.<em>If she can do it, I can to.</em><br/><br/>