Jack only stopped fiddling with himself when he saw it was on properly. There weren’t any holes, or rips… it felt strange, constrictive, but the blood that filled his erection wasn’t about to be deterred by a slim piece of plastic. The man takes a breath before looking back to Katelynn and feels the air leave his lungs in seconds, and his contained cock thump like his heart.
When had she… oh my god. In the moon light, illuminated by the fireworks in the distance, she was… she was beautiful. Beyond beautiful. She looked so shy still, looking way from him, face red. Jack smiles for her, before reaching his hand to her face, turning it so she was looking at him.
“You’re beautiful, Katelynn.” he whispers to her before he moves closer to her, legs pressing down against the table as his mouth finds her and kisses her softly. “Y-you’re so beautiful…” Jack shifts again, and his penis brushes against her thigh, so close to her wet, hot entrance it makes him shudder. “Nghgod…”
Jack Maple 