Cass sat on the chair in front of her mirror, brushing out her short bob. The wind coming on from the bus stop had blown it entirely out of shape, knotting the waves into tangles.

Jessop, freshly showered from his workday on his current construction site and wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist, reached for the brush and began to repair the damage.

Cass sighed and leaned back a little, letting her breasts rise in her blouse, and her cock rise in her skirt. Knowing he would see both.

She opened one eye and saw him adjusting his towel over his cock, which was already growing. She smiled and waited, enjoying the feel of the brush and the hand that smoothed her hair out.

She didn't have to wait too long before the brush was placed on the table, and his hands kneaded her shoulders, and his warm mouth began to kiss and nibble at her earlobe and neck.

She let her head drop back, giving easy access, and added a soft moan of encouragement. God she loved how he could almost make her cum just from the slightest of touches. And he didn't stint either, making her wait for each escalation.

But every time, just as she was about to demand more, he knew exactly when to give it.

His callused hands moved down her arms, caressing them, sliding back up and in to cup her breasts, squeezing them as her nipples hardened to bullets in her bra.

He undid the buttons on her black blouse one by one, kissing each shoulder as he pulled it off and draped it over the chair, next unfastening her bra and stroking the straps down her arms until he could throw it aside.

One hand pulled her face around to him, his lips moving on hers, opening her mouth and sliding in his tongue.

The other moved back to her nipples, that rough hand stroking, tweaking, pinching, pulling.

She could feel every part of her tingling, her breaths coming out as groans of pleasure, the front of her black skirt wet with precum.

But her mouth was stopped up with his, and she couldn't beg for what she wanted.

Still. He knew. His hand moved down, unzipping her skirt and pulling it down along with her underwear, as she lifted her hips, almost thrusting in her excitement. Now she wore nothing but a pair of black heels, which she would keep on. For him. To hold him inside of her.

The hand that held her face stroked down her neck and for a moment both of her nipples were pleasured at once. Her breath hitched and her hips rocked, her cock begging for his touch. His release.

Swiftly, he moved a hand from her breast and grasped her cock firmly, making her cry out, her entire body jerking in response.

"Ah, my beautiful baby,” he crooned, kneeling down as he turned her chair around. “I've been waiting all day to taste you…”

Before she could form words, his mouth joined his hand, warm and soft, and together they enveloped all of her cock. She moaned wordlessly as he moved his hand to fondle her balls, letting her hips hump and face fuck him.

His beautiful brown eyes gazed up at her as he placed a thumb in her mouth to suck, and she growled around it, awaiting his command.

He let her cock go for a moment, sliding both hands under her to probe her asshole, spreading her precum all over it and entering her gently before speaking.

“Where?” was all he said, but she knew his meaning by now.

“Oh my god, J, let me fuck your face til I cum, please…” she gasped out.

Jessop grinned and slid his mouth around her cock again, lifting her legs to his shoulders and pulling her ass down so he could slide his fingers in and out of her asshole, and letting her cock be forced fully into his throat, where, once settled, he simply moaned. The vibrations sent her cock into immediate orgasm, and she filled his throat and mouth with cum.

He swallowed as much as he could, some leaking out from the sides of his mouth. He let it drop onto his towel as he stroked her cock gently, until she stopped trembling and pushed his hand away.

Then, before she could fully recover, he picked her up and carried her to the bed, where, after kissing her deeply and gaining her nod, he flicked off his towel and forced his cock into her mouth.

“Eat it,” he ordered gently.

Cass wrapped a hand eagerly around his thick shaft and began licking up and down and around, tasting his precum and hearing his grunts of pleasure, each one a gold star for her effort.

He smiled down at her and fondled her breasts. "Oh, you do this so well, baby. That's my girl. Yeah… Now on your front.”

Cass rolled onto her front and lifted her ass for him. “Are you hard? From me?” She knew the answer, but she loved to hear it.

“Hard as fuck, like you always make me,” he growled softly, jerking more precum from his cock and using it to lube them both. Not too much. The slight burn was part of their enjoyment. But enough to not cause pain.

Once three fingers fit inside of her, he lined up and slowly entered, pushing his cock in as she pushed back.

She bowed her back and cried out as he began to slowly move inside her, thrusting, using her hips as support.

After a while, once he moved easily, he wrapped one arm around her chest and pulled her upright, leaning back to take her weight as he made short, firm thrusts.

Cass was growing hard again, and she grasped her cock and jerked it as she leaned against Jessop. She couldn't always cum twice but tonight…maybe… “Make me cum again?” She asked breathlessly.

Jessop grunted and replaced her hand with his own, the other squeezing and pinching her nipples.

“Fuck baby, like that, harder!” she cried, hips pumping, making his hand move on her cock, and his cock hit her prostate. The double feeling, plus those hands roughly pulling her nipples, and his mouth now biting her neck, were too much and she came in a trembling, crying, mess of pleasure.

“Oh yes, that feels good, squeeze my cock, baby!” Jessop commanded.

Cass squeezed her cheeks together as Jessop pushed her forwards again, ramming inside her, his chest still pressed to her back.

She could hear his gasps and low growls and moans as she felt his cock grow even bigger inside her, and she knew he was close.

“Oh Jess, fuck me with that cock, cum in me, you fucking stud!” she whispered to him as she squeezed him even more tightly.

Jessop cried her name, loud and low, as he came with hard pumps of his hips, filling her hole until it leaked out around his cock. He shook and continued to thrust, slowing down bit by bit, until he pulled out and fell sideways onto the bed, pulling Cass with him.

“Fuck baby,” he said as he stroked her hair. “Ain’t ever been anyone like you. I love you, you know it?”

Cass snuggled into him. “I know it. I love you.”

Cuddled together, they fell asleep.