That realization seemed to make him grow even more engorged against her, and he threw his head back, the cords of muscle standing out in his neck.  Penny wasn’t entirely sure how far this kind of thing could go. She didn't know if he was close to cumming. Nor was she selfless enough to give up truly having him inside her. But she did like it. A lot. She especially liked that he was visibly losing a little of that infamous control, his hands clenched tightly in her hair, his breath coming in short gasps.  “Gotta have the real thing, babe,” he muttered, dropping his hand to her shoulders and pushing her onto her back.  “I wish you would,” she whispered, wanting him desperately.  But instead of pushing her farther back on the bed and climbing on top of her, Joey went to the drawer and got a condom, then returned to stand between her parted thighs. He ope

Penny groaned, the sound low and desperate. Holding her by the hips to keep her steady, Joey tilted her closer, right where he wanted her, and explored her pretty, slick folds with his mouth. As he’d expected, she nearly buckled at the sensation, but he kept her steady, completely in control. And he didn’t relent, just kept pleasuring her until he heard her cry out her climax a few moments later. “Beautiful,” he murmured against her thigh, watching as she shook from the power of it.  He let go of her hips. She stretched again, easing this way and that, her body warm and pliant and, he would suspect, still pulsing from her powerful orgasm.  He had wanted to go very, very, slow, but right now, Joey wanted to share the moment, to be part of her deep pleasure. So he pushed his boxer shorts down, not even kicking them all the way off. Using his teeth to tear open one of the condoms he’d