The Surrogate (2)

Suffice to say that it was a Saturday to remember. Jen and I did it a couple more times that day. My little soldier did not disappoint. We did it in the kitchen two more times. After our initial orgasms Jen and I both rested for about fifteen minutes then proceeded to peel the paint. At around twelve she cooked something for us for lunch. She not only fucked good she cooked well too! After that lunch I was just about ready to doze off when her foot started massaging my crotch from across the table. She got me hard faster than a speeding train could reach the big city from our town. The subtle way her toenails dug into the fabric of my shorts and pressed on my cock was absolutely amazing. She just sat there across me watching me, watching my reaction, teasing me with flicking motions from her tongue. When Jen felt that I could not get any harder than I already was she hastened her stroking.