Mistresses Badge Club One: Cassandra, The Engagement Wrecker

Chapter Twenty Two: Jethro's Epileptic Sex Part 2

Note: Nakaka-epilepsy ang chapter na ito. If you don't want the heat to burn you. Then, get out of the fire. For those who are daring only. Rated 18+...

Quote to Remember:

"Your stamina is tougher than I thought. Sa lahat ng mga babaeng natamaan ng sandata ko ay ikaw lang ang malakas pa ring tumayo."

Jethro's...

His breath captured her. His junk on his butt hole and his voice never been unabling as before. Humugot siya ng malakas na enerhiya. His hand caressing her like a toddler. Inuuga nito ang kanyang pagkalalaki. Summoning his unfathomable and harsh demon.

Nagsimula sa isang mahinang pagbayo. Accorded with a simple sway of Cassandra's hips. Taas-baba ang balakang ng dalaga upang mas maging baon at sagad ang pagkakapasok ng kanyang naghihimutok sa galit na sandata. He's  owning her like damn. And his instinct wouldn't let his damnation stop. From that flimsy movement of sex. To that mediated capacity ay umabante sila sa pinakahuling lebel. The harsh, violent and unstoppable level.

His junk rubbing against her skin. At kapag miminsanang natatarget ng kanyang ari ang singkil ni Cassandra ay naroong umibayo ang pagkakatiyad nito, accompanied by her almost shattering moan.

Nilakumos niya ang katawan ng dalaga. His hands as if praising the woman's breast. His tongue tickling her tummy. Excitement. Lush. Deliriousness and heavenly feeling showered him. Abot hanggang langit ang kanyang kasiyahan. As if he was on the top of the world. Or as if he was in the middle of a pile of diamonds.

Nang magkaroon sila ng pagkakataong makapagpahinga. Walang pagdadalawang-isip na hinubad ni Jethro ang natitirang saplot sa katawan ni Cassandra. His hands, oh yes! his violent and flimsy hands knew how to unravel her panty laces. Binalibag niya iyon sa ere. Unknowingly, landing on all corners of the room. He was attacking her. Filling her inside like a raging bull.

Ibinalik niya sa pagkakapasok ang kanyang pagkalalaki sa puwetan nito after a few seconds of rest. Then, they start moving again. Swaying up and down, in and out and shouting like summoning a devious spirit. Para silang sinaniban ng kakaibang espiritu.  Their inhibitions erased and eyes all flustered upward.

Skin to skin. Flesh to flesh. It was epileptic. Heat rash erupted on their bodies. And the only escape to that heat was their dripping sweats making a hallucinating sound sa tuwing magpipingki ang kanilang katawan.

Pina-ibayo niya ang posisyon ni Cassandra. From her kneeling body paharap sa kanya ay pinatalikod niya ito. And it surprised her how Cassandra carefully followed his instruction—as if she know what she's doing—as if she was an expert. Hinilod niya ang balat ng puwet ni Cassandra. Minasahe. Pinisil-pisil na tila karne na gusto niyang katayin. Then she adjusted his bulge. Ipinuwesto niya ang kanyang matigas na sandata at itinutok iyon sa puwet ng dalaga. His hands laid back on both sides upang i-angat ng kaunti ang kanyang puwet. His bulge skin touches his butt hole. Inilayo niya iyon. And immediate curse he wanted to scream out. Mainit ang puwet ng dalaga. Supposedly the normal body temperature should be 37 degrees, pero ang kay Cassandra ay tila nasubhan. Rising to the highest degree of like a burning flame or a melting lava.

"Ano ba Jeth. Are we going to so this o tititigan mo lang yang puwet ko!" As always Cassandra being bossy on all things.

"Are you really that excited to fill my junk inside you? Kani-kanina lang ay tumitili ka sa sakit, saying you can't bare it. Now you wanted to harass me sweetheart?"

"Shut up!" Sinita siya nito.

"I guess I just need to adjust this a little bit more and were good to go."