...part. "By the way, how did you get so good at blow-jobs?" he asked.
I gave him a naughty smile. "Sometimes when I was horny I would get a Popsicle and pretend it was you while I touched myself." I said, letting a little moan slip into my voice. He gapped at me as I stood up. "I'm going to have a quick shower." he nodded and I walked out to the bathroom.
I watched Sissy walk out of the room. Really, I didn't have any intentions of letting her shower alone. I was still hard and her punishment wasn't over yet. When I heard the water turn on I got up and walked to the bathroom just in time to see her disappear inside. She purred softly as the hot water rolled over her skin.
I waited a few more seconds before I stepped inside. Sissy turned around and I met her with a kiss and rubbed her lower lips. She moaned and arched into my touch. "Oh god, again Johnny." she moaned as I picked her up and put her against the shower wall.
"Of course, your punishment isn't over yet." I said and thrust into her. She gasped at how deep the position allowed me to go. She wrapped her legs around my waist as I started thrusting into her. I hissed in pleasure at how tight she was. Her walls held me like a vice grip.
I bent my head down and started trailing kisses along her collar bone, up her neck and jaw, then her lips. I love how she tastes, so sweet and satisfying. Sis...