As Jessie struggled internally with whether or not to let this encounter go further, a voice whispered in her head, “Just go with it. Enjoy yourself.”
Jessie swallowed her nervousness then stood on the tips of her toes to kiss Will again. While her lips worked their magic, her hands went to the buttons of his shirt. When he was bare-chested, she ran her fingernails down his chest to his lower stomach. She reached for his belt buckle, eager to undo it.
But Will was impatient, very impatient. He grabbed her hands with one of his large calloused ones and with the other he undid his belt. It was off in a second, and he had his cock out of his jeans, just above the zipper. Jessie breathed in deeply, noticing his cock was proportionate to his height. Will was no small man.
Even better it was thick and straight.
Will flashed another grin when he saw her staring at it. Throwing caution to the wind she took it in her hand and gripped it. The warmth of it made her even wetter. She bit her lip when she noticed Will breathe in sharply and his cock grow even harder. A small bit of pre-cum escaped the tip, and Jessie gave into her animal instincts. She dropped to her knees and took him in her mouth. As she worked Will with her tongue and a firm grip, he leaned into her and fucked her mouth in rhythm with her tugs. He had a heart shaped mole just above his cock that she noticed as she toyed with his dick. She could fit most of him in her mouth despite his girth and length and she looked up at him for approval.
His closed eyes and hanging mouth let her know the job was effective.
“Christ,” he whispered.