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Catsuit/Cobalt Sphericity update
🕑 Added 2025-06-04 01:00:03 +0000 UTCShaking her head and closing her eyes, Jen listened as she heard the rhythmic beat of his hot hand on his throbbing manhood. Johnny was jacking off and there was nothing she could do to stop him.
"Please, please, Johnny," she whispered urgently, "what if someone should burst in and find us like this?"
"You wouldn't have to worry about your legal career," he laughed. “So you might as well touch it. Y’know. Like you want to.”
Jen knew that he was telling the truth. Opening her eyes just a crack she could see the mask of lust on his face as he jacked off vigorously.
"Wow, that feels good!" he exclaimed while he pumped with fervor and feeling. "Ohhh, baby, I wish you could milk it with your mouth. You would love it. I'd give you a hot mouthful."
The thought of going down on Johnny did entice and intrigue Jen. No one so young had ever been so bold before. Perhaps no one had ever been so horny for her body.
"Don't you think I've got a big cock?" he smiled excitedly. "Just look at it. It's big and hard and long."
She couldn't help admiring his rhythm. He was pulling at an even, regular tempo and massaging his twitching balls as he came closer, ever closer to orgasm.
"Ohhh, Jen," the young stud exclaimed, "I'm coming! Watch it!"
At that instant his cock exploded. Hot spurts of sperm landed on her skirt in bright white spots while he kept jacking off. She could feel their warmth right through the leather, as if it were touching her leg.
“You bastard!” Jen fumed. “You sick bastard! You—you—you’re still hard…”
It was true. Despite the voluminous discharge that had practically given Jen’s skirt a paintjob, his erection did not appear to have diminished in the slightest. If anything, it had only grown bigger and harder, even as it dripped with the liquid that should’ve spelled the end of its time.
“Yeah, I am, Jen,” Johnny said. “What do you expect, after I’ve seen your tits? How could anyone get soft with you around?”
“You’re just a spoiled little brat,” Jen said. “A spoiled brat with a big… amazing…” She blinked and shook her head. “Look at this! Look what you did to my skirt!”
“If you’d taken it off,” Johnny pointed out, “it wouldn’t have gotten messy.”
“I should spank you, you little urchin! God, you are unbelievable! And you promised you’d put your cock away!”
“I can’t,” he said.
“Can’t?” Jen demanded.
“Won’t fit.”
“But you just came!”
“Look at it, Jen. I can’t get it back in my pants. It’s just too big. And I can’t masturbate again, my wrist’s sore.”
“You’re pushing it,” Jen hissed, staring daggers at him. “You’re really pushing it. I should teach you a lesson, you know that?”
“Yeah, well, you could get in real trouble for this. Taking off your clothes and all that, in front of an impressionable youth like me. Maybe you should do something to shut me up.”
“Yeah?” Jen asked dangerously.
“Your bra. Take off your bra. Let me play with your tits. Then I’ll jerk off again. You want to see me jacking my big dick again, don’t you?”
She did. God help her, she did. She wanted to see this arrogant little prick play with his cock some more, while he thought of her, until he came for her. For her.
“I’m not taking my bra off,” Jen said, unzipping her skirt instead. She stepped out of it and carried it to the little carafe at the back of her office, dropping it in the water and letting it soak.
He’d been right. She was wearing a thong. The strap in back disappeared between her firm buttocks, leaving them practically bare as they flexed and wiggled with every stride, noticeable enough to be real, but so still they were a testament to her strong thighs and muscular ass. Yet her flesh was so voluptuous, so juicy, that there was notable ripple still. It made Johnny’s erection intensify as he tried to imagine what would happen, slapping that thick ass…
“You’re not in charge here,” Jen said. “I’m a lawyer, an Avenger, and if I wanted, I could have screwed seven ways to Sunday. Instead, I’m going to suck you off. I’m going to take your big cock in my mouth and slurp every inch of it down my throat. And if you’re lucky, maybe I’ll give it back. Either way, you’re going to be begging for mercy before I’m done.”
