Listening to her moans of pleasure and watching her muscles tense under her shimmering flesh had Jason's lust frothing. Pressing his throbbing cock down into the mattress under him, he desperately wanted to rip his shorts off and shove his manhood into the pussy her.

But he knew he shouldn't.

Knew he needed to wait.

So he forced himself to hold back . . . for the moment.

Missy's orgasm approached the ledge of its release. Towering and powerful, its promise made her body start to writhe upon the bed . . . her muscles clenching . . . her breasts quivering upon her chest. Her head snapped to one...