The four of them sat around the table, chatting away as they snacked on the assortment of fine breads and exotic oils and dips to go with it. June and Kyle were deep in conversation, using sign language to communicate about everything and nothing at the same time. Jillian wasted no time in downing her first glass of wine, shooting disapproving looks at the pair opposite her. Meanwhile, Jason took a more relaxed approach, casually sipping a glass of aged scotch while trying to ignore the uptight atmosphere of the posh restaurant. His girlfriend, who was currently fixated on Kyle, was not helping. He reached out and gently took her hand.

“Hey, try and relax. They’re just kids having fun,” Jason said softly as he tried to reassure her with a comforting squeeze of his hand, but she just scowled back at him.

“Well, your mom’s an adult, so if she wants to go out with your doctor, why not? They’re just having fun, right?” Jillian retorted, her harsh tone catching Jason off guard.

“Huh, what’s that supposed to mean?” He was taken aback by her sudden remark.

“See? Not so funny when the shoe is on the other foot,” she continued, her expression still twisted in anger.

It was evident that both of them were struggling to come to terms with their family getting closer to people who felt like strangers. But instead of supporting each other in getting over it, both seemed to resent the other for trying to accept the other’s situation. Jason attempted to respond, but he found himself at a loss for words, a scowl mirroring Jillian’s forming on his face as he glanced at the liquor in his glass. Without much thought, he followed Jillian’s lead and tilted the rest of his drink down his throat.

The dinner got off to a rocky start, to say the least. Jillian couldn’t relax because she was too busy watching the pair across the table get closer and closer. Jason was in a foul mood since Jillian was, and she was taking it out on him. Not to mention the stress he felt in this place, like he had been dragged to another party by Vince. So needless to say, he couldn’t really enjoy himself.

Accepting the VIP offer was turning out to be a bad idea. Jason ordered a little too much alcohol in his attempt to cope. No one seemed to notice as they were all distracted by their own agendas. At least the two teenagers seemed to be having a good time, lost in their own little world. When the food arrived, the only sound breaking the awkward silence was the music from downstairs. The food came in several courses and was amazing in every way, but the adults' night was already ruined, and the meal did little to help. Jason polished off every last bit of food on his plate and even went for seconds on the bread, which the server quickly refilled. While Jillian barely touched more than a bite.

Jason didn’t even notice Kyle watching him. The boy was deaf but could still speak fairly well.

“Man, you’re really putting it away, Jason,” Kyle remarked with a smile, obviously not trying to be rude. Jason still shot him a sharp glare before ripping another hunk out of the bread. June signed to Kyle, telling him about the massive amount of Chinese food he had put away before coming to the amusement center. She embellished the story quite a bit, making Kyle laugh and smile.

Jillian caught on to their exchange and didn’t appreciate it one bit. It felt like they were suddenly making fun of her boyfriend. Finally, she turned to Jason, really taking him in for the first time since they sat down. As he continued to stuff his face with bread and the empty glasses of alcohol around him, Jillian felt her anger give way to sadness as she realized just what was happening. Jason’s eating habits were far from normal. It was different from when they were at the buffet. She had learned what his emotions looked like over the time they spent together. This wasn’t a ‘I’m hungry so I’m going to eat’ expression on his face. It was a ‘I’m trying to bury my emotions in food’ look.

All the pieces seemed to come together as she watched him. The reason why he had gained so much weight before and in highschool. He ate his feelings and probably wouldn’t stop without intervention. Jillian bit her lip before moving closer to him. She reached out and gently placed a hand on his arm, stopping him from taking another bite. Jason turned to her with a look of anger as their eyes locked.

“I’m sorry…please stop eating,” she whispered to him with a sad frown. Then, wrapping her arms around his free one, she pulled it close to her chest. Jason was torn. The urge to eat still gnawed at his psyche. But as Jillian squeezed his arm and rested her head against his shoulder, the intensity of his hunger waned quickly.

He dropped the half-eaten roll on the plate, and placed a hand on Jillian’s that was still wrapped around his arm.

“I’m sorry… I’m struggling with some things,” he whispered back.

Jillian sighed and nodded. “Yeah, me too,” she admitted reluctantly.

Their gazes met once more, and the two leaned in and shared a long, deep kiss that continued past what was proper. The attention of the two teens across the table was drawn to them. They both froze when they saw the two kissing. The sound of their lips smacking together and the clear passion the couple had for each other was a sight to behold. They both turned to look at each other and as soon as their eyes met, they quickly looked away, blushing furiously.

As the kiss slowly ended, the two opened their eyes slowly. The tension wasn’t completely gone, but it was much better than it was before. Jillian tried to give him a small smile and pushed her head against his for a moment before backing away, lessening her hold on his arm.

“Let’s go dance,” Jillian blurted out, grabbing everyone’s attention as she gave Jason’s arm a squeeze. She figured there was no way that a boy as shy as Kyle could ask June to dance and vice versa. The perfect solution would be for her, Jason, and her sister to go, and Kyle could sit there and watch. In her mind, it was a perfect plan. But her plans rarely went the way she wanted.

“I don’t....,” Kyle began to sign just as Jillian wanted, but when he glanced at June, he saw her lips moving with a smile, and he froze as she spoke softly.

“Sounds like fun.”

His heart raced as he gathered up his courage and took his chance, quickly asking June, “Would you care to dance with me?”

June’s cheeks flushed slightly, but she gave a shy smile and nodded. Jason was a bit wide-eyed at this. He was quite impressed by Kyle’s courage. Jillian, not so much. She silently growled at this development and stood up, back to being frustrated already. The two teens got up and made their way downstairs without another thought.

“Come on, Jason, hurry up,” Jillian urged, tugging at his arm for him to stand up but he didn't budge.

“Umm dancing really isn’t my thing,” Jason replied flatly, earning a deep scowl from Jillian.

“I said come on,” she demanded, looking over at June and Kyle, nearly out of her sight now. But trying to force him only made Jason resist harder.

“And I said I didn’t want to,” he shot back in sudden anger brought on by stress and exacerbated by alcohol. She gave him one last glare and let go of his arm, frustration bubbling over the edge.

“Fine. If you don’t want to dance with me, then maybe someone else down there will!” she said, sounding a tad too serious as she folded her arms over her chest. They had just patched things up, and they were at it again already.

Jason’s jaw dropped slightly at Jillian’s reaction, figuring there was no way she was serious. But when she walked away and glanced back at him one last time, she let out a, “Hmmph,” before sauntering away with a little extra sway in her hips.

He figured she had to be teasing him. As confident as Jillian came off, she wasn’t brave when it came to dealing with other men. But Jason couldn’t ignore the nagging feeling in the back of his mind. He watched as she eventually disappeared downstairs without another word or even looking back at him again. Some livelier swing music started playing, and the dance floor quickly filled up with couples. He moved over and peered over the railing. Jason spotted June and Kyle heading out to dance. But he didn’t see Jillian, so he stood up to get a better view and leaned over the railing to check out the bar below.

Jillian had dropped her more seductive walk once she was out of sight from Jason and ended up stomping her way up to the bar. She was frustrated and annoyed beyond measure. Her little sister was being corrupted by some boy, and her friggin’ boyfriend wouldn’t even humor her with a dance. She wasn’t entirely certain of what she was going to do but was dead set on making Jason feel at least a little jealous when he came to check on her.

“He will come down here in five minutes and get all protective and jealous. I’ve heard Mom talk about doing this tons of times. I just gotta be brave til then,” she went over her plan in her head.

She perched herself on a stool and crossed her legs, revealing part of a smooth, tender looking thigh. The bait was out there, and it wasn’t long before a rather suave stranger in a casual yet pricey-looking business suit approached.

“Whiskey neat for me and whatever this lovely lady desires,” he spoke in a deep rasp that made one think of age and experience as he flashed her a sly smile.

Jillian looked over and sized him up. He was a mature man with a hint of gray in his short, dark curls, and he held a sharp jawline. His dark brown skin and dark eyes nearly matched. She did her best to return the smile.

“How kind of you,” she said in a slight purr, opting for another glass of red wine.

She wasn’t actually interested in the man, but if he could help her complete the goal of making her man jealous, why not try and chat with him a bit? Her folks played this game all the time, as far as she knew, and their relationship seemed completely solid—to her, at least. She just needed to try to remain confident, not let her fear show, and keep an eye on June and Kyle.

Jason's hands clenched the railing as he saw Jillian talking with some other guy. He wasn’t thinking anything like her parents in this situation. He and Jillian didn’t have the decades of trust and experience they did. He couldn’t just simply assume she’d stay loyal after a mere two days together.

“Just cause I didn’t want to dance…” Jason’s jaw clenched tight as he couldn’t pry his eyes away from the two sitting at the bar. The man every so often leaned a bit closer to say something to Jillian.

“Sir?” someone behind Jason interrupted his thoughts. He turned quickly, trying to hide the anger and hurt he was feeling.

“Huh? Sorry. What?” he managed.

“Will your group be wanting dessert?” the waiter asked casually. Jason took a deep breath and shook his head.

“Just the check, please, I… we won’t be here much longer,” he replied through clenched teeth.

The waiter left quickly, sensing something wasn’t quite right with him. Jason couldn’t bear to look back over and see Jillian flirt with someone else. It just felt like such a betrayal after Brice, after everything they had gone through. Did he completely misunderstand their relationship? A ton of questions flooded his mind, and he barely noticed that the waiter had come back and put the bill on the table. He picked it up, saw it was discounted but still in the hundreds. With a sigh, he put his credit card inside the fancy folder and set it on the end of the table. He just sat there, covering his face with his hands, leaning his head back, and lost in thought as the bill was whisked away shortly after.

“Expecting someone?” the older man asked, taking a sip of his whiskey. Jillian was actively scanning the room and barely talking at this point. Her face was contorted in frustration.

“Yeah, sort of...”

Her tone carried a mix of annoyance and concern. Why hadn’t Jason shown up to whisk her away or shoot daggers of jealousy at her? She was supposed to be able to tease him into a frenzy of passion and end the night with wild sex. Why wasn’t this working for her like it did for her parents?

“Oh? A friend?” he inquired. Jillian let out a heavy sigh, turning to face him.

“Listen, Marcus, I’ll be straight with you. You seem nice, but I was only chatting with you to get a rise out of my boyfriend. But it’s been like twenty minutes already, and he’s nowhere to be seen.”

Marcus seemed only mildly surprised.

“Ah, I see. That’s a shame. But that also sounds like a terrible idea if you ask me. If you were my girl, I’d probably think you were trying to cheat on me or somethin,” he remarked as he finished off his whiskey. Jillian blinked at the man, feeling a bit annoyed.

“Um, no, I would never do that to him. He knows I wouldn’t ever...do… that…”

She paused, her mind finally looking past the frustrations of the evening. Jason felt insecure when on the car ride home from the fun center, and she focused only on June. They hadn’t even been dating at the time. And again, when they talked about having a long distance relationship after Lina left. Jason would totally think she was going to leave him just because he wouldn’t dance with her.

“Fuck,” she muttered to herself. “I fucking suck at this whole relationship stuff.”

Jillian was quickly beginning to realize that her only experience with relationships had been rather dysfunctional ones. She let out a pained groan, scowling as she got up from the stool.

“Marcus, I’m really sorry about this. You seem like a great guy. But I need to go and at least try to salvage what’s left of my relationship. Good luck at your convention.”

With that, she pulled up her dress a little and hurried towards the stairs leading back to the VIP area. Marcus just laughed a little and shook his head, ordering another shot.

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As Jillian reached the table, she noticed it was deserted except for a receipt for their dinner and her purse. Her eyes widened in disbelief.

“Did he really just leave? There's no way he would simply abandon us here, would he?”

She chewed her thumbnail nervously, unsure of what to make of the situation. She knew Jason wasn’t like the majority of guys she dated, who she could totally see pulling a stunt like this out of revenge.

“But what if he did?” her panicked mind wondered.

Jillian racked her brain, trying to figure out her next move. She had no money and was nearly an hour’s drive away from home. She couldn’t afford an Uber or taxi, and calling her parents would just stir up a whole lot of drama she didn’t want. Maybe she could call Mika if it came down to it and add more to the already massive tab she owed the woman. But then Mika might really kill Jason at that point, even if it was her mistake that started everything.

Really, she just wished Jason was still here so they could talk things through. And what on earth was she going to tell June, for that matter? Maybe she could swallow her pride and ask Kyle or his dad for help, but that came with its own set of downsides. Just as all the stress and sadness began to overwhelm her, a low, monotone voice spoke up behind her.

“Done dancing?”

Jillian spun around to find Jason there, drying his hands off with a paper towel. she could hardly believe her eyes when she saw he was still here.

“Jason!” she exclaimed, almost stumbling over her dress in her hurry to reach him. She rushed over and crashed into his chest, clutching his suit jacket tightly as she shook slightly.

“I thought you’d left us!” she blurted out, looking up at him with teary eyes.

“I just went to the bathroom.”

His tone was still a little cold. Even though he was obviously upset, she let out a relieved whine before burying her face in his chest.

“Thank god... I was afraid you were so mad at me that you just gave up and left,” she confessed, her trembling body slowly calming down.

“I am mad… but I wouldn’t just abandon you and your sister here.”

Jillian understood well why he was mad. She had been so frustrated with Kyle and June, then hearing Jason didn’t want to dance had sent her off the deep end. So she had made the stupid decision to go off and get chatted up by some random guy while Jason was left sitting there alone at the table. She’d be pissed if he did the same thing with another woman. Why did she think it was okay for even a moment? Just because her parents did it? That wasn’t an excuse.

“Sorry, I’m an idiot. I don’t know what I was thinking. I thought I could make you jealous or something. Make you want to pick me up and take me away. But I swear, I wasn’t actually going to do anything. I would never cheat on you! You have to believe that you’re the only one I want! I’m so sorry, baby. I didn’t mean to hurt you,” she blurted out, still holding onto his jacket tightly, begging for his forgiveness while Jason just stood there, looking down at her as she apologized over and over.

Jason let out a big sigh and rubbed the back of his head. He was still pretty upset, and he wasn’t quite sure if he could forgive her just yet.

“We should talk about this later, but I’ll let it go for now,” he said, obviously still hurting inside.

Jillian frowned deeply when he didn’t forgive her, but she nodded, lowering her head and not saying anything else for now. She was still mad at herself for doing something so stupid when she should’ve known better. There were going to be lots of hurdles in their relationship to get over, and she had stupidly made one of them a lot higher than it needed to be. She just hoped the effort wouldn’t outweigh the happiness one day.

Moving closer to the railing, the strained couple stood next to each other with a bit of space between them. Peering down at the dance floor, they quickly spotted Kyle and June swaying together in a slow dance. Biting her thumbnail nervously, Jillian tried her best to let the two enjoy their moment and not get angry again. They had only just met, yet here they were, dancing so intimately. It made her feel like jumping down from the balcony and pulling them apart.

In reality, they had kind of gotten stuck on the dance floor when the slow music came on, so they were just making small talk about Kyle’s day at school. Or about what book June was reading at the moment. It was all very awkward, with long pauses between subjects making things even more uncomfortable.

Once the song ended, the teens finally fled from the dance floor and headed back to their table. Jillian shot a fierce glare at Kyle, but Jason didn’t really care much anymore. He had his own problems to deal with now.

“Okay, time to call it a night, you two,” Jillian said, hands on hips. June couldn’t help but roll her eyes at her sister’s overprotectiveness before turning to Kyle.

“Thanks for inviting us up here, it was fun,” she signed to the deaf boy, who flashed her a smile.

“Feel free to drop by anytime,” Kyle said, glancing around at the group.

“Yeah, thanks, Kyle,” Jillian said through clenched teeth.

“The food was great. We appreciate it. Tell your father thanks as well,” Jason added, his voice still a bit monotonous.

Ready to leave, Jillian chimed in again, “Yeah, it was really kind of you. Thanks. Alright, let’s go.”

Jason sighed at her bluntness, but they headed out nonetheless.

As they started to leave, June suddenly gave Kyle a quick hug, causing him to stiffen briefly before returning the embrace. They parted just as quickly, and she waved goodbye before turning to catch up with her sister.

They headed down to the valet and got their car back. Everything seemed fine. Quiet, but fine. June dozed off on the drive home, the sound of the engine lulling her to sleep in the backseat.

“Jason?” Jillian whispered from the front seat beside him.

“Yeah?” Jason replied, keeping his eyes on the road. His tone was still a little distant, making her shrink back in her seat.

“I… it’s nothing. Sorry, I don’t want to distract you,” she said, fidgeting with her fingers.

Jason glanced at Jillian, noticing her troubled expression as she stared at her hands. Despite the events of the night, she still looked beautiful to him bathed in the moonlight. It surprised him a little. He felt almost certain that he would see her in a new light from how much his heart still ached. Her decision to leave him at the table and apparently pretend to flirt with another guy at the bar certainly didn’t sit well with him. Yet it didn’t stop him from caring for her. Perhaps that was why he hurt so much, because he did care. More than he thought he even could. He sighed heavily, then focused back on the road.

“It’s alright. We can talk about it now… we should talk about it now,” he said, trying to sound calm.

Jillian looked over at him, nervously biting her lip. “A-are you sure?”

“Yeah, I’m sure,”

Jillian took a deep breath, then slowly let it out. “I…I never meant to hurt you,” she began, echoing her earlier words.

“It’s…hard to admit, but it did hurt. Seeing you with that guy at the bar,” he confirmed, making her eyes widen slightly. She didn’t know that Jason had seen her sitting with Marcus. It made it even harder for her to talk. Jillian grasped her dress tight, her teeth sinking into her lower lip painfully.

“W-when June and Kyle got up to go dance…and you said you wouldn’t dance with me…I just…,” she paused, letting out a small whimper. “My brain went straight to ‘I’ve got to do something drastic to make you want me again’. Even though deep down, I knew I didn’t have to. I still felt this intense insecurity that urged me to act out to try and get your attention. I know I should have just stayed there with you…I just couldn’t,” she tried to explain what was going through her head, as crazy as it sounded. There was a long silence between them before Jillian spoke up again.

“When I was a kid…I spent years being a brat. All I ever wanted was someone to pay attention to me… Even if I ended up getting into trouble, it was better than feeling totally ignored. I’m not trying to justify what I did and I don’t know if you understand, but feeling so alone and empty for such a long time…,” Jillian paused, looking down at her hands again, not sure what to say next. “I understand why you’re upset, and I’m not gonna tell you not to be. But I am sorry, Jason. I just hope you can forgive me for being such a fuck-up,” she whispered while her lower lip quivered.

All of this hit Jason hard. He still cared about her, of course, and he knew that he would eventually forgive her. Even with everything that happened tonight, he couldn’t just toss her aside. He was still upset, no doubt about that, but it didn’t mean it was all over. They hadn’t survived this far just to falter now.

“I get it. Jill,” he said, trying to keep his tone even. “I know the pain of feeling alone better than most…”

Jillian shrank down in her seat, feeling like an ant under his words. She knew that she was probably the reason he had to experience that pain.

“And part of me wants to stay mad at you...But the other part wants to keep you even closer so you won’t ever feel like doing something like that again.”

Her eyes widened as she turned to look at him.

“I forgive you, but just so we are clear. This won’t ever happen again, right?” His tone turned serious, and she nodded vigorously.

“Absolutely not,” she said instantly, her eyes wide with shock that he forgave her.

“Good.”

Jillian quickly unbuckled and crawled across the center console, looking at the road ahead before she gave Jason a quick, firm kiss on the lips.

“I swear, I’ll try not to mess up like that again,” she said, punctuating her words with several more smacks of her lips kissing his cheek, jaw, and neck.

“Alright, I get it,” Jason chuckled, feeling a bit aroused by her sudden affections. “I can’t drive well with you kissing me like that. Plus, nngh… June’s still in the back.” he murmured, letting out a light groan as her teeth nipped at his neck.

Leaning back from Jason, Jillian glanced at June in the back seat. She was still out like a light, slumped against the door. Turning back to Jason, she reached over and teasingly traced her fingers along his inner thigh.

“She’s out cold, baby. I can be quiet if you can,” she cooed, leaning over to nibble on his ear, sending shivers down his spine. Jason laughed softly.

“Haha, woman, you are crazy.”

June was relieved it was dark; otherwise, her sister might have noticed how red her face was. But she couldn’t help but wonder about her sister’s past and who this mystery guy was? And why did she have to make such a scene to get Jason’s attention? It seemed like they had a fight over him not dancing, but there was a much deeper and painful thing that happened.

Finally, the trio returned to the small town and headed straight home. Jason parked his car outside the girls’ house.

“Are you staying here tonight or coming over again?” he asked casually, wondering if she’d spend the night once more. It was pretty clear he couldn’t stay in her room since the sisters shared it. Jillian seemed torn, silently wrestling with her thoughts.

“Thanks, Jason,” June murmured, waving as she stepped out, once again looking surprisingly alert for someone who supposedly just slept through most of the drive home.

Jillian let out a depressed sigh. “I really want to stay with you, but I know I won’t just fall asleep if I come over. I have to be up and at my therapist’s by seven in the morning.”

Jason nodded, understanding.

“No worries, it’s important you focus on that and get enough rest. I can pick you and June up for the farmer’s market after you’re done.”

She groaned at his supportive words.

“Nooo, you’re supposed to say you don’t care if I’m late. And explain that you can’t stand sleeping without me anymore, demanding that I come over,” she complained, making him chuckle.

“Haha, really? Well, can I give it another shot, then?” Jason asked, smiling softly at her. Jillian returned the smile and nodded eagerly. He cleared his throat, unbuckled his seatbelt, and turned towards her.

“I’m not letting you stay home tonight. While I’m here, my bed is where you belong, no exceptions. Without you there, I’ll just toss and turn all night. I don’t just want you. I need you,” he spoke in a low rumble. His hand reached out lightly and caressed her cheek, making Jillian squirm in her seat. She let out a soft whimper.

“Fuck, this was a bad idea,” she moaned, leaving him a bit puzzled. “I was gonna say something like, ‘tough luck, gotta go,’ and give you a quick kiss before leaving. But now, I don’t know if I can keep myself home tonight.”

He laughed a little at her self-sabotage.

“Haha, well as much as I love having your body pressed against mine and falling asleep with your wonderful butt in my hand. I don’t want to keep you up.” Jason gently moved his hand from her cheek to the back of her neck, his thumb tracing the soft muscles and veins.

“Mmmm fuck, not exactly helping,” she moaned, nearly melting from his touch. Eventually, she swatted his hand away. With a determined groan, she suddenly unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants.

“What the hell are you doing now?” Jason asked, though he already had a pretty damn good idea.

“I’m just gonna take matters into my own hands, literally, so we both feel better about the situation,” she said matter-of-factly, swiftly freeing his flaccid cock from his trousers. She leaned down and wrapped her lips around it.

“Nggh, fuck!”

Jason couldn’t help but let out a groan as Jillian’s mouth sucked him into her mouth. Her tongue worked its magic, swirling around and flicking his tip, sending a rush of pleasure through him. His soft dick didn’t remain so for very long. His body responded eagerly, and soon, he felt himself growing rapidly inside her mouth.

Jillian couldn’t contain her delight, letting out a muffled giggle as she felt him harden in her mouth. She let his erection grow and expand down her throat. With a loud slurp, she withdrew with a hard suck, giggling even more once she was off.

“Does that feel good, baby? It's been a bit since I shoved your cock down my throat,” she teased, planting loving kisses along his length, leaving marks from her lipstick, each one drawing a pleased moan from her.

“Y-yeah, It feels amazing,” Jason exclaimed, his hand moving its way into her hair, holding on tight.

“Mmmmhehehe, that's what I like to hear.”

With a moan turned sultry laugh, she wasted no more time. She angled herself above his lap and eagerly shoved his cock back in her mouth, going as deep as possible without hesitation. Though she gagged and coughed a bit, she didn’t let it slow her down.

“AH-,” Jason groaned, his breath catching in his throat as she sank almost to the base in one go. She pulled back momentarily to speak.

“Fuck, so close. Help me again, will you, baby?”

With that, she went back to work, bobbing up and down for a few moments to prepare herself. With one hand in her hair, Jason put his other hand to good use. Reaching over her ass, he pulled her dress up and moved his hand down the creamy freckled cheeks until he found her already soaked panties. His fingers traced the outline of her plump lips and small hard pearl from outside her panties.

Jason’s fingers pushed Jillian’s panties to the side and slipped in between her wet valley. His thick middle finger teased her hot tunnel for only a moment before slipping the digit in as deep as he could. She gasped as he pushed inside of her. Her pussy enveloped his finger, clamping down on it as she twitched in response. Her moans of pleasure and cries of delight reverberated through his cock, which she lovingly attended to.

With a gentle push, he pushed her head down, and she eagerly opened her throat and welcomed his cock. Her face was soon pressed up against his hilt, her nose buried in his pubic hair, and her tongue attacking his balls. Her eyes watered slightly from the depth, but she persisted, pleasing him with her throat. While she deep throated him, he sank another finger into her cunt and started to finger fuck her as fast as he could, driving them both closer to the peak of ecstasy.

Jason held Jillian’s hair tightly as he used her mouth as his personal cock sleeve, his fingers pumping quickly in and out of her. She moaned loudly as she felt herself tightening around his fingers. He felt her orgasm soak his fingers even more as her moans made her throat vibrate around his cock again.

He pulled her head up slightly before shoving it back down firmly, much to her delight, and released his load straight into her stomach. The hot seed coated her throat as he let her pull off slowly, still sucking as she breathed deep through her nose. She swallowed what cum she could suck out from his tip with an audible gulp. Spending the next few moments catching her breath, her whole body quivered in post orgasm bliss.

“Mmmm okay…Now I think I’m ready for bed,” she said with a giggle, planting a few more kisses on his girth with her ruby red lips.