Free His Revenge Baby: 50 Loving States, Washington by Theodora Taylor Page A

thissinceIleftyou?”
    Sheclampedhermouthtightly,thennodded,confessing,“Yes,Ithinkso…”
    “Youthoughtabouttouchingyourself,didn’tyou?”
    Anothermomentofhesitation.Followedbyanothernod,“ButIdidn’t.”Shemoved intohishand,hipsseekingmore,evenashereyesstayedaverted.
    Iie ,herealized,therewouldbenooutfitchanges.Notimeforhertoplacea sophisticatedveneeroverthisbaseact.Atleastnottonight.
    “Keepgoing,”hesaidtoher,nolongerbotheringtopolitelyframehiscommands.
    Shedid,movingintohishandwithmoreandmoreurgency,hercorebecoming wetterandwetter.
    Butwhenherbreathstartedtoquicken,hetookhishandaway.Pullingitoutofher wetspace,forcinghimselftositbackinthechair.
    “Keepgoing,”hesaidagain.
    Shehesitated.Herinexperienceshowingthrough,despitehernubilebody.Butthen asifconsultingsomekindofinnermanual,sheleanedover,pushingoffhisjacket,and lettingitfalltothegroundasshebeganunbuttoninghisshirt.
    Heletherundohisshirt,butwhenshetriedtopeelitoff,hetrappedherwristsand withafirmtouch,pushedthemaway.“Youcannotseemenaked.Ever.”
    Confusiondawnedinhereyes.Confusionheansweredwithanother,“Keepgoing.”
    Hehadn’tbotheredtolookathertranscripts,buthedidn’thavetoinordertotell shewasaveryclevergirl.Shefiguredoutwhathewanted,andafewsecondslater,her handswereathisbeltbuckle,unclaspingitandreachingin.
    Shegaspedwhenshebroughthimout.Maybebecausehewasuncircumcised.
    Usuallyhepulledbackhisforeskinbeforereceivingthiskindofattention,butinthis case,he’dbeentoocaughtupintheshowofwatchingherremovehimfromhispants.
    Ormaybeshegaspedbecausehewaslargerthanexpected—somethinghe’donly discoveredwhenhisotherWesternmistressesexpressedsurpriseathissize,manyof themexpectingmuchlessfromtheirJapaneselovers.
    Inanycase…“Keepgoing,”hegroundout.
    Thenhewatchedherdojustthat,andsoonafter,hiscockswelledupevenharder.
    Herhandbegantomoveslowlyupanddownhisshaft,theforeskindrawingbackand pushingthehoodofhispenis,alreadydrippingwithpre-cum,forward.Butwhenshe bentforwardandputhermouthonhim…henearlycameundone.Somethingabout thewayshesuckedathim,withmorecuriositythanknowing…itquicklybecametoo much.Ornotenough.
    Hewasn’tsurewhichnotionhewasfightingagainstwhenheraspedout,“Stop.”
    ChapterThirteen
    STOP.Didhejustsaystop?
    Whathappenedto“Keepgoing?”Butacommandwasacommand.AndLilliwas supposedtobeanOsakaCharmgirl,obedientineveryway.Shesatbackonher haunchesandpeepedupathim,hopingtogetsomekindofindicationastowhyhe’d askedhertostop.
    However,hemerelylookeddownather,studyingherasifshewereaninteresting thoughtexperimentinhis“IdatehotAustralianswhototallyknowhowtorun threesomes”universe.
    Anintimidatingthought.Hadshedonesomethingwrong?She’dnevergivenhead onanintactpenisbefore,andshereadthattheycouldbemoresensitive.Washe displeasedwithher—?
    Herworriedstreamofinternalquestionscutoffwhenheshiftedinhisseat,hisnow heavilyveinedandfullyerectcocktiltingrightliketheleaningtowerofPisaashe reachedovertogethisjacket.
    Ohcrap,ohcrap,ohcrap. Hewastotallygoingtoleave.Notonlyhadshebeenlate, apparentlyshehadn’tgivengoodenoughheadtokeephimhere. Oh,crap!
    LilliloweredhereyesassherememberedwhatMiyukihadsaidearlieraboutthe possibilityofhereviction.Givenherlackofexperience,shehadn’texpectedhimto keepheraroundforlong.Butdamn,she’dhopedtoatleastmakeituntilDougsigned thenewcontractonMonday.
    Atleastthat’swhatshewastellingherself.Afewotherreasonsshedidn’twanttobe thefirstcontestantkickedoffthisparticularJapanesegameshowwerespinninginher mind.ReasonsthathadnothingtodowithDoug,andeverythingtodowiththeintense throbbingbetweenherlegs.
    Butsheforcedherselftositthereonherhaunches.Allherwantinglogjammedwith nowheretogoashegrabbedhisjacket.
    “Keepgoing,”avoicesaid,huskyandlow.
    Wait,what? Thistimeshedidn’tjustpeepup.Sheliftedherheadallthewayupto findNorio…
    Holdingoutasquarepackage.
    Acondom,sherealizedafterafewblinkingmoments.
    Andhewantedhertokeepgoing.
    Withalotofmentalenergyexpendedtokeepherhandsfromshaking,Lillireached