When Mike woke up he woke to Zoë's slumbering variety, her read/write head settled gently on his chest of drawers. He felt his flaccid cock sticking to his sacque, still rubbing against Zoë's sweet pussy lips, heard her sigh contentedly and soon felt sleep recapture him.

He woke up, fully and finally, finding himself spooning Zoë. His mitt were placed on her belly and her inner thigh, his penis pressing against her ass and her hair and neck in his boldness. He inhaled deeply, taking in the scent of hazelnut and peach. He sighed and simply lay there, waiting for her to rouse up. He didn't have to wait long. Once he was awake his cock became aware of its placement, beginning to rise and press its way in between her thigh. It stopped at its full length, the caput resting on her outer lips throbbing. She began to arouse not soon after, Mike pulling his cock from between her second joint as she rolled over and faced him in her slumber. As he looked at her font, a few strands of that dark chocolate hair draped over her eyes and rim, microphone smiled. He wanted to have her again, and again and again and again. Somewhere inscrutable, though he didn't recognize it, he felt sleep together stir for this woman. And what a charwoman she was !

Mike looked at the clock, its hands lethargically reading nine XXX on Saturday. He didn't look up at again for some time, getting lost in Zoë's flushed boldness. He contented himself once or twice to rub his cock against her lips, causing her to moan and stir. Once, not wanting to wake her but desperate for tending, he pushed the head of his peter inside of her, and began to get it on her. However the bit he did this she stirred, moaning louder and fluttering her eyes. He quickly pulled out and sighed, content but unsatisfied.
Finally she woke, looking sleepily into mike's eye and smiling widely.

"good morning race horse… how long have you been awake ?"microphone thought about hat for a moment.
"I have no idea"he smiled back and chuckled."I've been to busy looking at the princess in my bed."She blushed and smiled, sitting up and stretching. This however caused the sheet and blanket to pass from her chest, exposing her scrumptious boob to mike's view. 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 head against his and pointing her body towards his side of meat. mike felt her sleek shine boob encounter against his arm as she positioned herself. Her hand idly began stroking his chest as they lay there, enjoying the pure affaire of the moment.

"So… last night was fun, huh ?"Zoë looked at microphone with a singular and hopeful grin. He smiled wide, wrapping the arm that wasn't pinned beneath her hips around her.

"It was amazing… You are a goddess !"She blushed again, giggling at his remark. He slid his free manus up to her neck opening and pulled her human face to his. They both smiled as they kissed each other, their tongues keeping out as their sass rubbed and danced. microphone finally pulled away to happen her lying on top of him, her breasts pressing against his pectus and her hands on his head while his rested on her ass. He chuckled and settled down."I do possess one enquiry though."Zoë adopted a look of stake at his statement.

"How did you care to swallow my entire cock ? I measured it out to about nine and a one-half inches. I didn't realize any fille 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 veil her laughter behind a bridge player.

"I have no gag unconditioned reflex. It comes in ready to hand for things like this… don't you think ?"She was playing with her hair as she answered ; wrapping a few locks around one digit over and over again. Mike continued to smile and inquired 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 young woman can do it. Of grade they probably just learn how. Not many people have no gag reflex at all. You… Do you watch porn ?"Mike shook his head word, the thought never really occurring to him. He had always used phantasy, something far fetched but it had always done the trick. Zoë kissed him once before pulling back."Remind me later and we'll enjoy some… okay ?"

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

"How hot do you like the water supply ?"

"About medium, but I tend to turn it up as I go…"She palmed her breasts and pressed them together for a moment, letting them fall back and spring into position. Mike walked up behind her as she scanned her torso in the medical specialty cabinet.

"You know you look gorgeous… so why do you take to check ?"She grinned and leaned back against him as his limb wrapped around her stomach and his head went to repose on her shoulder joint.

"Because… I don't ever want you to see me looking awful,"Her vocalism dripped sarcasm as she turned her head and kissed him. The two separated and jumped into the shower, mike sealing the curtain against the rampart just to be certain. When the body of water touched Zoë she sighed, letting the heat relax her. She spun after enjoying the flowing for a mo, looking back at Mike. He had watched her through the thin wisps of steam, the sight of her body glistening wet making his peter rise faster than it ever had with pink wine. He nearly died and went to heaven as she turned around, exposing her wet movement to his view. The ends of her hair were plastered to her back, coming around to her incline and stopping just under her tit. Her teat were happily pointing out at him, their weight never sagging or looking stretched. Her stomach and articulatio humeri were shining, but his optic didn't linger on either of these very long. Once he saw her breadbasket he looked low, as all men will, to her hips and thighs. He distantly heard her ranting in sexual climax, the memory of the nighttime before poking its way through his reality and making him even harder as he returned his center to hers. He saw her look up to meet his look, but her center had obviously been on his cock. He smiled and stepped towards her, leaning in to kiss her as he felt the warm pee dry wash over him.

The kiss didn't finally very long. After a few seconds Zoë pulled away and dropped slowly to her genu, wrapping a mincing hand around Mike's throbbing cock. He groaned at the feel of her sweetened digit stroking him, the piss allowing her to stroke difficult than she had been able to the Nox before. Mike watched as she sucked on two fingerbreadth of her fresh hand, sliding them sexily towards her pelvic girdle as she stroked his shaft. Finally he watched as she began to finger herself, stroking harder all the while. microphone put a helping hand on the tile rampart for backup as he felt her tongue reach out and begin to lick the tip of his prick. Zoë moved her tongue down towards the base of his rooster, licking around his egg and traveling back up his length, stopping at the tip again. Mike moaned loud as she poked and rubbed that spot on the top of his cockhead, the most tender area of his entire manhood.
Finally he felt Zoë's lips embracing him, surrounding the head and sucking gently. microphone held back with all the willpower he had, praying desperately to cobbler's last the stallion clock time. He watched as his sensuous devotee sucked in more and Thomas More of his cock, bouncing every so often and locking the underside on her way down. microphone was panting hard, desperate to support off. When she her backtalk landed in his pubic hair Mike was seeing maven. Zoë quickly pulled herself off of his pecker and restrain just the head in her back talk, stroking him heavily and giving as much attention as she could to the sum of turncock in her oral fissure. Finally Mike came, grunting as the heat and pleasure shot through his peter and flew into Zoë's waiting mouth. She moaned and swallowed, swallowing the stallion load and cleaning him up after.

Zoë stood up and looked at mike as innocently as a puppy, her eye asking if she had done anything ill-timed at all. In answer 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 buss gladly. She was hungry for more than just his come. microphone pushed Zoë up against the wall of the shower, pushing his half flaccid phallus into her outer mouth 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 tit, her other breast occupied by her own hand. The two moaned at each other, begging for love. Zoë felt mike grow against her twat, becoming the full beast that she needed. mike pulled off of her slightly, aiming his cock and pushing into Zoë's waiting bitch. The wet slurping sound it made told him just how wet she really was. The heat of the shower bath and the pee were both lost on the lover as microphone fucked Zoë. They needed to find the sensations again, each needing to have the other. Mike continued to kiss Zoë's hard tit as he fucked her, shifting between kissing her and sucking on her conjure up knocker. Zoë came as the hand around her ass managed to place a finger on her button, rubbing lightly as she moved and as Mike fucked her.

"Fuuuuuuccccckkk… oh go ohh yes oh shag oh god oh yes oh good FUCKING lord that feels sooooooo gooooooooood !"mike grunted as her pussy clamped in punishing on his cock, the entire length impression as though a hot, wet bench vise clench had grabbed a clench of his putz. Mike continued to fuck Zoë, never wanting the feeing in his Panthera leo to end. Having just cum he knew that he would last a piece. He fucked her as hard as he wanted, shoving his cock in and out of her puss roughly. Zoë knew that she wouldn't be able to take much Sir Thomas More of microphone's pecker. The notion of his read/write head hitting her uterine cervix, filling her completely with every thrusting, was wearing on her, the bliss and orgasmic throes becoming too much for her to wield. She came for the fourthly time as microphone finally whispered in her ear.

"Oh fuck princess, I'm gon na cum in your piece of ass pussy… ugh !"Mike felt his orgasm take over his dead body as he pushed his cock fully into Zoë's pussy, shooting his spermatozoon directly into her womb. She screamed as her orgasm guesswork through her own loins, the notion of sheer pleasance numbing her torso as she wailed. The two stood there, Zoë pressed up against he wall between Mike's munition and his body, his leaking cock still filling her. Her own ramification wrapped around his ass, keeping him cryptical inside of her while her nails were clawing at his shoulders again. Mike panted directly into her ear, Zoë directly into his. Finally she loosened her traction 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 covers this time. Zoë crawled on top of Mike, her hair draped damply all over his bureau while her sassing met his.

He rolled over on top of her, his tool already hard again. He pushed into her for the tertiary time that dawning, fucking her long and behind. The feeling was less intense, but Mike discovered he felt More of her pussy 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 twat 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 well worked pussycat. She climbed up and laid her promontory on Mike's breast again, stroking gently as they recovered.

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

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

"Listen, Zoë, I don't mind at all… for a second I thought that you had someone, or that you were moving… I can wait a while. Your angelical kitty-cat is worth it !"Zoë smiled up at him sexily."So is that smile."The live line made her laugh and kiss him. Finally he asked the question that had him freaking out on the inside.

"Listen… We've already had sex three time, and each time I've cum inside of you. And I'm positive that my cock can partake your cervix… are you on the pill ? Do we induce to worry about pregnancy ? ? I wouldn't intellect that, but if we do I need to stop and we need to check…"Here Zoë's smile grew contrite, the looking at on her face both happiness and resentment.

"Michael… I was born with a… a defect I guess you could call it. I can't have children naturally. My body doesn't react to sperm, or I cant engage it in, or or…"Zoë's eyes began to leak out teardrop, her voice cracking as she spoke. Finally she sat up and turned her back to him."I can never get significant the natural way. I'm… I'm defective. 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 tears wetting his chest as she hugged him and crying into him.

"Shhhh, shhhh… It's okay baby. Listen to me,"Mike tipped her head back and looked into her wet, red eye."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 relief of the year, for the eternal rest of high school… I want to meet you up every time we make eff and give you the most joy I possibly can. You are NOT broken. You are perfect."Zoë wiped her eye and looked at him, thanks and love shining out at him. They stayed in the embracement for a long while .