Troy's primal senses took over as he bolted towards his bathroom, almost smashing his shoulder into the door. Taylor jumped back frightened by his entrance.

"Get in the shower now," Troy growled at Taylor who was sitting on the counter seeming to be in a trance. She stared at Troy's physique. The masculine chisels and curves with many marks of her nails and teeth. She slowly walked towards the shower, and gazed a hazel eye his way and beckoned him the come here motion.

She set the water to a nice hot steam in Troy's 3 incandescent walls that caused Taylor to not be able to see Troy. But OH could she feel him, the sweet kisses he laid on her back and spine, and the tiny caresses she felt from his hard member on her ass. Taylor expelled sighs and moans into the air. Turning into his embrace she began to nibble his shoulder, her sign of complete need. It was like they had not had sex the entire week. Troy knew what he was doing, a classic case of putting something in its natural habitat and it will soon accommodate. And for what he wanted to do to Taylor he was going to definitely need her relaxed and willing.

: Unexpected Troy POV:

Taylor looked amazing with the hot beads of water falling down her body. I watched as her nipples stiffened as I laid kisses on the back of her neck. Feeling her body tighten and shiver with every kiss and touch drove my nerves on fire. She laid her face in the crook my neck and but down hard. Damn I love that shit. I had to hold my hand back from spanking her on the ass. This was a sensual moment between us. Even though I just wanted to pull her left leg up above her head and pound inside her while I spoke to her in my family's natural tongue. Bellismo! God those nipples rubbing against my chest damn if I could just dip my head and bite and lick them up. Fuck that if I just drop down and put her thick thighs on my shoulder. Show her what a real man do. But now that my fucking parents are home I know we cannot do any of that. But I can...

:Narrator:

Taylor dropped to her knees instead and licked the tip of Troy's dick slowly. Separating the skin covering the head of his dick with tongue she then made a quick slurp, of his pre cum that was oozing with each caress of her hand down his muscled tone legs. Troy bit his eyes and tried to hold his eyes with drove Troy over within seconds. "I hate that you can do that," Taylor just swirled her tongue around and winked.

Well Taylor had to sneak out of Troy's room due to his mother almost catching their make out session in the shower. Troy refused to let her go without one last taste of her but he was subdued with his father's rampant knocks on his door as he finally eased Taylor's inhibitions. Taylor took her bag and ran down the stars and out the door. She floored her gas pedal and tried to make it for the next flight to New Mexico. Troy watched as his life flew down the street.

Later that night Taylor strolled out her shower with her towel wrapped around her and sat feeling the millions of achy muscles she worked hard on with the direction of Troy's mouth, hands, and his nice thick dick. Suddenly she heard Troy's video call ringtone blared thru Taylor's room that was hooked to her surround system all over her room. Taylor smiled, and answered the call. "How you feeling babe," Troy sighed looking at the slight pained expression she made as she readjusted herself in her seat. Tilting her head to the left she smiled and gave Troy a tiny shrug. "Hey what's wrong," Troy asked looking more serious at his baby girl.

"Well today I kept thinking what if you and I were back in the 1950's era ya know the gangsters and gambling era." She started to roll her neck as if she was imagining the room changing. Troy sat back waiting for his girl to take him to another planet as did her stories usually do. "What would we be doing in the mob era," I whispered watching her lids shut and her mouth part slightly." I thought as if you were like a mob boss, and I was your secretary. And you always wore suits/tuxedos every day, and since it is my fantasy u had your curly hair back with your scratchy facial hair. And EVERYDAY you wore suits tuxedos all that shit. And you made me wear a lawyer woman type outfit. You know what I used to wear for UIL tournaments that would drive you crazy. Like the tight pinstripe skirt that stops about mid-thigh or my slacks that were tight on my ass and that you would definitely feign for a good look at it. Every shirt I had for work would have to show a lot of cleavage or else I get a deduction of my pay. And I never wore heels so you were always taller than me." Troy laughed at that part. He enjoyed whenever she was shorter, it makes him feel more needed. But with heels on Taylor is damn near to sexy to leave the house. Taylor opened her eyes, and smiled at Troy. "So tell me more about what you are thinking," Troy said wishing her smell didn't still linger in his room.

"Well one day you are pissed off and you are stressing out so you call me into your office and you tell me to sit down. I go for the chair in front of your desk but you slam your hand on your desk and say..."no here."" Troy sank lower in his seat as Taylor's voice became husky. His dick was definitely harder than his desk right now. If this story got any hotter as they usually do he would be busting through the desk soon. "Then you start speaking rambling Italian words all angry and mad, all in frenzy. While you are yelling I am getting wet listening to you and watching how sexy your mouth looks when you're vicious." Taylor parts her hair to the right, and rubs the back of her neck.

"Trying to calm you down I lean by your ear and kiss it slowly as I massage your back. I then move to your neck and I nibble and bite down on the skin hearing you groan." Troy groaned, he had nice bite marks on the spots he just mentioned and more were covering. "I scale my nails up and down your back. Laying kisses again all over your face and neck I slowly unbutton my blouse and let my big DD breast bounce into view. You rest your hand on my waist and pull me closer, you reach to free my nipple from the tight prison my bra was holding it captive.

Troy sighs as he feels the tightness leave his forearm and shoot straight to his stomach with the heat that rises and curled. Taylor lets out a heavy moan and she shifts from side to side in her chair, Taylor lets out a tiny scream as she runs a finger down between her breasts. "Remembering that this was to make you feel better about your lost client I kneeled down and started to unzip your pants. Pulling out your thick cock I swallow it immediately wasting no cutesy licks or questions I just gobble it down and moan at the feeling. Continuing my motions until I feel you shoot your cum down my throat I slurp up and down to erase all traces of..."Troy gripped the desk as he watched as Taylor swallowed. Watching the elegant way her throat muscles worked to function the imaginary deed. "But someone comes into your office and I am stuck under your desk." Taylor interrupted her eyes dark and waiting.

Troy immediately protested with anxious shakes of his head. "Babe...you had a clear view of me, and your guest didn't so I pinched my right nipple hard with one hand and began to finger fuck myself going deep inside my pussy. Just like you taught me," Troy bit his lip as he watched his girlfriend slide her hand from her hair to under the desk where he could only imagine what they were doing. "And me being a naughty selfish girl I go straight for my own pleasure biting the side of my lip just so I can be quiet. I watch you through my eyelashes that can barely stay open. And..." Now it was easy for him to guess what her hands were doing. Her face was contorted in the same fashion it was when they first explored each other's bodies. Taylor tried to finish her story while continuing her body's aching. She rubbed her clit in frustration as she watched Troy's eyes glue onto her face. As if he was right there coaching her through the many orgasms to come. But she knew exactly how she wanted to finish. Pulling out her little the Big O Pusher Taylor put it on maximum power and began to stimulate herself in a pattern well accustomed fuck motion. Soon she was thrashing harshly on it, as if Troy were on his knees before her then. Once she reached an ear shattering climax that made Troy's dick spill over with pre cum as his jaw dropped at the beautiful his woman just put on with her amazing show.

"And that's all imma say since you need to get ready for school tomorrow. I love you babe bye." And with that Taylor blew a kiss to Troy and ended the call and went to bed.


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