1. A Therapeutic Relationship, Chapter Three


    Date: 7/17/2024, Categories: Love Stories, Author: MrOrange143

    ... for you.”
    
    “Is that her voice?” she asked, moaning in his ear as she fingered herself.
    
    “Yeah, that’s her.”
    
    “I wish you were here to fuck me right now.” The heavy breathing laced with her soft-spoken words turned him on more than anything else had in a long time.“Oh, God, I’m gonna cum.”
    
    “Me too.” His girlfriend’s hips squirmed on the bed as she fucked herself, her pussy squelching with each plunge of her fingers.
    
    He turned his camera back on and pressed record, holding it steady on his cock as he stroked it, his hand running up and down the length of his shaft faster and faster, his moans growing louder and louder. He couldn’t bring himself to say anything, the motion of his wrist bringing him closer to the edge than he anticipated. He went all in when he reached the point of no return, jerking his stiff, pulsating cock just under the tip until thick gobs of cum spilled out and dribbled down his hand. He panted for air, recording the aftermath of his climax until his erection started to go soft in his hand before sending the video to Kim. A ...
    ... few moments later, he remembered the person lying next to him.
    
    “Did you cum too?” he asked.
    
    “Mm-hmm,” she nodded, lying on her back and breathing deeply. “That was fucking hot, wasn’t it?”
    
    “Yeah, it was.”
    
    She rolled over on her side, pressing her tits against his arm as she kissed the side of his face. He turned his head to return the kiss, letting his phone rest on his stomach as he reached over and caressed her cheek. She cooed in response, pressing her lips against his to savor their taste.
    
    “Peter?”
    
    “Yeah, Chloe?”
    
    “Do you think you could go down on me?”
    
    “Is that what you want?”
    
    “Uh-huh,” she nodded. “I wanna feel your tongue inside me.”
    
    He rolled over on top of her, kissing his way down her body, feeling her moan and writhe to the touch of his lips. His phone slipped off of him and landed face up on the bed. Somewhere on his way down, he saw it light up. It didn’t stop him. He kept going until he was face-deep in her tasty cunt, her fingers running through his hair, her legs spread wide, her heaving breath begging for more. 
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