4
JAX
Lifting weights had done nothing to relieve my s****l frustration. With my head on the pillow, my body felt relaxed and well used, but my c**k was standing at attention. Easy, tiger.
The little girl was like an energy drink for my d**k. For the first time in years, he was awake and ready for action.
I had to learn more about her.
Starving floozies like the one in the bar were never my type, even though college football players were some of their favorite targets. I preferred voluptuousness. Just remembering Chloe’s pillowy lips and the way they formed a circle when she first saw Roxy leaning toward me at the bar had my imagination running wild.
I imagined her on her knees in front of me, those soft lips slightly apart, forming the same ‘oh’ shape as she stared up into my eyes.
