massage-jay klickin.*

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he pressed his thumbs kinda right below my neck, before dragging his hands all the way down my back, gripping it a little. making it easy since i didn't have a bra on.

"oh my goddd." i groaned quietly. this was actually helping, making me not feel so sore.

"it feels good mami?" he whispered, literally making me shiver. it felt real good

"yeahh." i replied, moving around a little. he brought his hands back up, now rubbing on my shoulders and arms.

after that, he ran them down my back, stopping at my hips.






after him doin all that, i was feelin sum else. my body wasn't sore anymore, well everywhere except one spot. and i think jay caught on too.

"i could take these off?" he asked, grabbing at the shorts i had on. and of course i was gonna let him.

"mhm." i whispered, gettin all happy and shit. he easily slid em off, and i turned my head to look at him.

he looked like he appreciated the fact i didn't have any underwear on.

"damn lina." he groaned, as he started to take his stuff off.

i smiled to myself as i leaned up, only to be harshly pushed back down.

"ja- arch yo shi ma." he cut me off, grabbing at my waist. i did as i was told, and let out a soft whimper as he smacked my ass harddd.

i felt goosebumps as i felt his tip slap against my clit before he shoved himself inside of me, making me let out a loud moan.

"jayy oh m-" i stopped talking. there was literally no words i could say as he repeatedly slammed in an out of me. no remorse or anything. but he knew i liked that rough shit sooo.

""you like dat shit lina?" he asked in between thrusts, making me nod my head against the bed. there was no way i could talk right now.

jay sped up, the loud clapping of our skin being heard throughout the room.

i literally felt tears in my eyes as i reached around behind me and pushed at his v line, tryna get him to slow down.

"don't run baby." he said, i could tell he was smirking. i tucked my bottom lip in between my teeth, trying to stop myself from literally screaming.

he grabbed my hand, and brought it under me to make me feel on my lower stomach.

there was literally a buldge in my lower stomach that i felt with every thrust, just making me more horny.

if that was possible.

"you feel it?" jay mumbled close to my ear, making me immediately nod my head.

he leaned back up and grabbed my legs, spreading then more apart before giving me 3 deep stokes. i let out many loud moans as he did so, i didn't care about being loud.

"fuckkk jay!" i moaned, covering my mouth with my hand. i didn't know what else to do, this feeling was too much.

i was caught off guard when he pulled out, and flipped us so he was laying on the bed.

"ride ma shit baby." he said as he looked at me with his eyes low, filled with desire.

i lifted my leg up over him, and we both watched it as i slowly sat all the way down ontop of him.

my mouth was hanging open as i through my head back, and jay laid there with his bottom lip tucked between his teeth.

"mmm." i let out as i started to slowly move back and forth. i was feeling very sensitive, and already felt the familiar knot in my stomach.

after a while, i started to clench my walls around him. i was so close.

"eres tan apretada, mami" he spoke quietly as his hand traveled up my body, stopping at my neck and holding onto it with a firm grip.

his other hand rested on my waist, which he squeezed as i started to slow down. my legs started to shake, and i was just getting closer.

"fuck jay. i can't-" i was cutoff by my own scream as he started to roughly thrust up into me.

i rested my hands on his chest so i didn't literally collapse there, and let him continue what he was doing.

"Joder, justo ahí papi!" i through my head back, as he got deeper.

he gave me one last stroke, before we both finished at the same time. after our breathing calmed down, i laid down on his chest. i let me eyes close, feeling so exhausted.

one of his hands rested on my head, the other on my lower back.

"you good? like i ain't hurt you more, righ?" jay asked, sounding concerned.

i giggled slightly at his nervousness, before speaking up.

"im good, baby."

"ohh so you feel better?" he smirked.

"sooo much better."

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