"She pulls her underwear back on and stumbles into the bathroom, knocking over pretty much everything in her path. They both laugh from their separate rooms, as Peter grabs a new pair of boxers and breathes out, trying to make it to the shower without falling."
As Peter begins to take his shower, he physically braces himself because he is still in utter shock by what just happened. Did he really just eat MJ out. Did he really get off just by watching her get off? His mind is a blur and he is deep in his own thoughts when he hears, "Fuck it, I need more."
He opens his eyes just as MJ enters the shower herself, her eyes filled with lust as she makes her way towards Peter. With each step, the tension only rises between them until suddenly there his, back against the glass wall of the shower, one hand scooped under MJ's butt, the other grasping a fistfull of her hair just by the base of her neck. Feeling confident, Peter flips them so that it is MJ now pressed against the wall and he moves his hand from behind her body and places it on the wall by her shoulder. Their mouths move in sync, both of them hungry for one another, as if they had been starved from pleasure before and this was their first time experiencing it in years.
"Yes, Peter, more," MJ says while he begins to pepper kisses down her body, slowly as if to make the suspense incredibly painful. He makes his way to her thighs, about to explore her once more before she cries out raggedly, "No." In between gasps, she continues, "this is meant for the both of us to enjoy. I had my turn, now it's yours."
He pulls back up and instantly their mouths reconnect. The passion of their kiss only lasts seconds before MJ is on her knees, inserting his penis into her mouth. Peter gasps because he is shocked by the pleasure coming from this. Never before experiencing such pleasure, he entangles his fingers in her hair and pants, while she bobs back and forth, sucking him furiously. He can feel himself reaching his climax and he is holding back a scream. But he knows he can't hold himself much longer. As he busts, he lets out a horrifying, yet horrific scream while MJ swallows his cum triumphantly and sits back, smirking at him like she knows the power over him, water dripping down her hair, allowing the dirty thoughts to creep back into his head once more.
"Gotcha good, didn't I Peter? I knew you couldn't resist my charm. You never could. I did a great job."
"Oh shut up, MJ," he retorts. "I think I got you better."
She scoffs at him, smirks once more, and says, "guess that means time for a rematch," before violently inserting his dick into her mouth once more.
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