When Mike woke up he woke to Zoë's slumbering word form, her head settled gently on his chest. He felt his flaccid cock sticking to his pouch, still rubbing against Zoë's cherubic pussy sassing, heard her sigh contentedly and soon felt sleep retaking him.

He woke up, fully and finally, finding himself spooning Zoë. His hands were placed on her belly and her intimate second joint, his penis pressing against her ass and her fuzz and neck in his boldness. He inhaled deeply, taking in the scent of cobnut and lulu. He sighed and simply lay there, waiting for her to wake up. He didn't have to hold off long. Once he was awake his pecker became mindful of its arrangement, beginning to mount and compact its way in between her thighs. It stopped at its full-of-the-moon length, the read/write head resting on her outer lips throbbing. She began to touch not soon after, microphone pulling his putz from between her thighs as she rolled over and faced him in her sleep. As he looked at her face, a few string of that dark chocolate fuzz draped over her eyes and lips, mike smiled. He wanted to have her again, and again and again and again. Somewhere deep, though he didn't recognize it, he felt love stir for this woman. And what a woman she was !

Mike looked at the clock, its hands lethargically reading nine thirty on Sabbatum. He didn't look up at again for some clip, getting lost in Zoë's flushed nerve. He contented himself once or twice to rub his putz against her lips, causing her to moan and stir. Once, not wanting to wake up her but desperate for attention, he pushed the forefront of his shaft interior of her, and began to make love her. However the arcsecond he did this she stirred, moaning louder and fluttering her optic. He quickly pulled out and sighed, content but unsatisfied.
Finally she woke, looking sleepily into Mike's eyes and smiling widely.

"goodness dayspring race horse… how long have you been awake ?"Mike thought about hat for a moment.
"I have no idea"he smiled back and chuckled."I've been to occupy looking at the princess in my bed."She blushed and smiled, sitting up and stretching. This however caused the canvas and blanket to fall from her dresser, exposing her juicy mamilla to Mike's thought. He felt his cock stir again, throbbing quickly at the sight. He just lay back on the pillows and watched her as she stretched. After she was finished she lay back, scooting up and putting her headland against his and pointing her organic structure towards his incline. Mike felt her silklike smooth boob brush against his arm as she positioned herself. Her hand idly began stroking his chest as they lay there, enjoying the pure involvement of the moment.

"So… terminal night was fun, huh ?"Zoë looked at mike with a rummy and hopeful smile. He smiled panoptic, wrapping the arm that wasn't pinned beneath her hip joint around her.

"It was amazing… You are a goddess !"She blushed again, giggling at his remark. He slid his free hand up to her cervix and pulled her case to his. They both smiled as they kissed each former, their tongues keeping out as their lips rubbed and danced. microphone finally pulled away to feel her lying on top of him, her breasts pressing against his chest and her workforce on his head teacher while his rested on her ass. He chuckled and settled down."I do let one question though."Zoë adopted a smell of interest at his statement.

"How did you manage to bury my entire rooster ? I measured it out to about nine and a half inches. I didn't realize any girlfriend could do that."Zoë gaped at him, looking in his eyes to see if he was joking. When she realized he wasn't she tried to hide her laughter behind a hand.

"I have no gag reflex. It comes in handy for things like this… don't you think ?"She was playing with her hairsbreadth as she answered ; wrapping a few whorl around one digit over and over again. microphone continued to smile and investigate about her laughter. She laughed again, not hiding any this time."Well if you watched porn on the internet you would see that a lot of little girl can do it. Of grade they probably just learn how. Not many people have no gag reflex at all. You… Do you watch porn ?"microphone shook his principal, the intellection never really occurring to him. He had always used fantasies, something far fetched but it had always done the whoremonger. Zoë kissed him once before pulling back."Remind me later and we'll enjoy some… okey ?"

After a picayune while longer cuddling in bed Mike got up out of bed for a shower, Zoë following him after reaching down and feeling her thighs. Mike turned on the water system as she checked herself in the mirror, the reason escaping him completely.

"How hot do you like the water ?"

"About medium, but I tend to turn it up as I go…"She palmed her chest and pressed them together for a moment, letting them precipitate back and saltation into status. mike walked up behind her as she scanned her torso in the medical specialty cabinet.

"You know you look gorgeous… so why do you have to look into ?"She grinned and leaned back against him as his arms wrapped around her stomach and his head went to catch one's breath on her berm.

"Because… I don't ever want you to see me looking ugly,"Her voice dripped sarcasm as she turned her head and kissed him. The two separated and jumped into the exhibitioner, microphone sealing the drape against the wall just to be sure. When the pee touched Zoë she sighed, letting the heat relax her. She spun after enjoying the menstruation for a minute, looking back at microphone. He had watched her through the thin wisps of steam, the sight of her eubstance glistening wet making his cock ascension faster than it ever had with Rose. He nearly died and went to heaven as she turned around, exposing her wet front to his thought. The conclusion of her hair's-breadth were plastered to her vertebral column, coming around to her side and stopping just under her breasts. Her tits were happily pointing out at him, their weight never sagging or looking adulterate. Her stomach and articulatio humeri were shining, but his optic didn't linger on either of these very long. Once he saw her stomach he looked lower, as all men will, to her hips and thigh. He distantly heard her ranting in orgasm, the memory of the Nox before poking its way through his reality and making him even harder as he returned his oculus to hers. He saw her look up to meet his look, but her eyes had obviously been on his cock. He smiled and stepped towards her, leaning in to osculate her as he felt the warm water laundry over him.

The kiss didn't last very long. After a few instant Zoë pulled away and dropped slowly to her genu, wrapping a delicacy hand around Mike's throbbing cock. He groaned at the feel of her sweet fingers stroking him, the urine allowing her to stroke difficult than she had been able to the Night before. microphone watched as she sucked on two digit of her idle bridge player, sliding them sexily towards her hips as she stroked his tool. Finally he watched as she began to finger herself, stroking harder all the spell. Mike put a handwriting on the tile bulwark for support as he felt her lingua reaching out and start out to bat the tip of his son of a bitch. Zoë moved her tongue down towards the base of his cock, licking around his musket ball and traveling back up his length, stopping at the tip again. Mike moaned loud as she poked and rubbed that berth on the top of his cockhead, the most sore area of his entire manhood.
Finally he felt Zoë's rim embracing him, surrounding the forefront and sucking gently. Mike held back with all the possession he had, praying desperately to last the entire clip. He watched as his sensuous lover sucked in more and Sir Thomas More of his cock, bouncing every so often and locking the underside on her way down. Mike was panting hard, desperate to withstand off. When she her brim landed in his pubic hair microphone was seeing stars. Zoë quickly pulled herself off of his cock and kept just the head in her mouth, stroking him grueling and giving as lots attention as she could to the sum of money of dick in her mouth. Finally Mike came, grunting as the passion and pleasure shot through his dick and flew into Zoë's waiting mouth. She moaned and swallowed, swallowing the total load and cleanup him up after.

Zoë stood up and looked at Mike as innocently as a puppy, her eyes asking if she had done anything improper at all. In solvent microphone wrapped one arm around her waist, the other around her ass and lifted, pulling her up to him and kissing her hard. She returned the kiss gladly. She was hungry for Thomas More than just his seed. microphone pushed Zoë up against the wall of the shower, pushing his half flaccid penis into her extinct lips and thrusting over and over. Zoë moaned as his lips travelled down to her neck, then down to her bare breasts. His tongue and lips greedily inhaled one nipple, her other breast occupied by her own hired hand. The two moaned at each other, begging for honey. Zoë felt Mike grow against her kitty, becoming the full fauna that she needed. microphone pulled off of her slightly, aiming his cock and pushing into Zoë's waiting cunt. The wet slurping sound it made told him just how wet she really was. The heat of the shower and the water were both lost on the lover as Mike fucked Zoë. They needed to experience the sensations again, each needing to have the other. microphone continued to kiss Zoë's hard tit as he fucked her, shifting between kissing her and sucking on her randy breasts. Zoë came as the deal around her ass managed to place a fingerbreadth on her clit, rubbing lightly as she moved and as microphone fucked her.

"Fuuuuuuccccckkk… oh go ohh yes oh piece of tail oh god oh yes oh pricey ass Maker that feels sooooooo gooooooooood !"Mike grunted as her pussy clamped in intemperate on his cock, the entire length feeling as though a hot, wet vise grip had grabbed a hold of his tool. Mike continued to eff Zoë, never wanting the feeing in his lions to end. Having just cum he knew that he would last a while. He fucked her as hard as he wanted, shoving his cock in and out of her cunt roughly. Zoë knew that she wouldn't be able to take much to a greater extent of Mike's cock. The spirit of his headspring hitting her cervix, filling her completely with every poking, was wearing on her, the bliss and orgasmic throes becoming too often for her to palm. She came for the fourth metre as microphone finally whispered in her ear.

"Oh fuck princess, I'm gon na cum in your fucking pussy… ugh !"Mike felt his sexual climax take over his torso as he pushed his rooster fully into Zoë's puss, shooting his sperm directly into her uterus. She screamed as her orgasm snap through her own loins, the feeling of absolute delight numbing her consistence as she wailed. The two stood there, Zoë pressed up against he wall between Mike's subdivision and his body, his leaking prick still filling her. Her own peg wrapped around his ass, keeping him deep inside of her while her nails were clawing at his articulatio humeri again. mike panted directly into her ear, Zoë directly into his. Finally she loosened her grip on Mike and he let her down. They washed one another, laughing and kissing deeply, passionately the entire time. When they exited and found their way back to mike's bed they lay down, not bothering with the back this prison term. Zoë crawled on top of microphone, her pilus draped damply all over his dresser while her lips met his.

He rolled over on top of her, his pecker already hard again. He pushed into her for the third prison term that first light, fucking her long and retard. The feeling was less intense, but Mike discovered he felt more of her kitty-cat this way. Her muscles squeezed him differently if he paused on the way in and the way out. The two came together, his method keeping Zoë from cumming until he himself was ready. She whispered his figure as he came in her again, feeling her orgasm convulse the cunt in which he was occupied. When she was finished cumming all over microphone's cock she felt it deflate, feeling cum ooze out of her wellspring wreak pussy. She climbed up and laid her principal on Mike's chest again, stroking gently as they recovered.

"God… I'm gon na miss your cock…"Zoë sounded almost sad as the words left her mouth. Mike felt like he had been hit with something heavy, dread weighing him down as he asked what she meant. Zoë's oculus came up to meet his with sorrow in them.

"I've got to get a head trip with my parents. I…I'll be gone until Tuesday. I'm sorry Mike. I just wanted us to stimulate our fun."Se acted as though he was upset. The mention of her parents set him off on a tan to the conversation, however he made sure to stay on on subject.

"Listen, Zoë, I don't creative thinker at all… for a second I thought that you had soul, or that you were moving… I can wait a patch. Your perfumed pussy is worth it !"Zoë smiled up at him sexily."So is that smile."The lastly line made her laugh and snog him. Finally he asked the interrogative sentence that had him freaking out on the inside.

"Listen… We've already had sex three times, and each clip I've cum inside of you. And I'm positive that my cock can refer your cervix… are you on the pill ? Do we take in to worry about pregnancy ? ? I wouldn't mind that, but if we do I need to stop and we need to check…"Here Zoë's grinning grew remorseful, the look on her face both happiness and resentment.

"Michael… I was born with a… a blemish I guess you could call it. I can't have children naturally. My body doesn't react to sperm, or I cant carry it in, or or…"Zoë's eyes began to leak split, her phonation cracking as she spoke. Finally she sat up and turned her back to him."I can never get pregnant the natural way. I'm… I'm faulty. Broken."Finally she broke down and sobbed. Mike got out of the bed and sat on the edge next to her, wrapping her in his embrace and pulling her onto his lap. He rocked her until she stopped crying, her weeping wetting his pectus as she hugged him and crying into him.

"Shhhh, shhhh… It's okay babe. hear to me,"mike tipped her head back and looked into her wet, red eyes."I couldn't care less about any of that. I don't want small fry right now. No high school scholarly person does… But I know I want you. I want you every day for the eternal rest of the twelvemonth, for the rest of high school… I want to fill you up every time we make love and founder you the most pleasure I possibly can. You are NOT broken. You are perfect."Zoë wiped her center and looked at him, thanks and fuck shining out at him. They stayed in the embrace for a long while .