Sonny, so… I’m just a big h-word b-word but if you could, could you please do a part two of Checkpoint? Elaborate on Jensen’s skills, if you may 🥵
😼 I don’t know when part 2 will come but I’d love to discuss his ✨skills✨ — send some thots besties
Jake isn’t afraid to use toys or restraints.
Movie nights are full of snacks, pillows and blankets, then it ends after you make a fort and according to Jake, “we have to fuck in here now, claim it as our own.” And, how could you argue with that logic? Short answer, you can’t.
He’ll tie your wrists to the headboard and slip his cock into you and just stay there. Slowly moving a vibrator over your throbbing clit, switching between speeds and intensities so he can feel you clench and drip down his length.
“Fuck, that’s it—shh, it’s okay, you’re okay.” He shushes, covering your mouth when you scream a little too loud. It wouldn’t be the first time your neighbours asked you to keep it down but Jake doesn’t want to accidentally answer the door nude again. “You okay?”
You nod, tugging the ties around your wrists. Your cunt pulsates around his dick, squeezing him so tightly that he gets lightheaded.
He inhales and presses in deep, his fat tip kissing your cervix. He groans, licking your juices from the toy, heated eyes meeting yours. “You’re going to ride my face later, after I fill up this little pussy, yeah?”
One day, he surprises you with your favourite take-out and an important question. “Baby, how do you feel about free use?”