When Mike woke up he woke to Zoë's slumbering form, her read/write head settled gently on his chest. He felt his flaccid stopcock sticking to his sack, still rubbing against Zoë's sugariness pussy sassing, heard her sigh contentedly and soon felt kip retaking him.

He woke up, fully and finally, finding himself spooning Zoë. His hands were placed on her stomach and her intimate thigh, his penis pressing against her ass and her hair and neck opening in his face. He inhaled deeply, taking in the odour of hazelnut and peach. He sighed and simply lay there, waiting for her to wake up. He didn't have to wait long. Once he was awake his dick became cognizant of its emplacement, beginning to move up and push its way in between her thighs. It stopped at its full duration, the head resting on her outer lips throbbing. She began to stir not soon after, Mike pulling his cock from between her thigh as she rolled over and faced him in her eternal sleep. As he looked at her grimace, a few filament of that dark hot chocolate hair draped over her centre and sass, Mike smiled. He wanted to have her again, and again and again and again. Somewhere mystifying, 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 Saturday. He didn't look up at again for some meter, getting lost in Zoë's flushed face. 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 attention, he pushed the head of his cock inside of her, and began to fuck her. However the endorsement he did this she stirred, moaning louder and fluttering her eye. He quickly pulled out and sighed, cognitive content but unsatisfied.
Finally she woke, looking sleepily into Mike's eye and smiling widely.

"Good morning race horse… how longsighted have you been awaken ?"Mike thought about hat for a moment.
"I have no mind"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 shroud and cover to light from her chest of drawers, exposing her luscious bosom to Mike's aspect. 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 school principal against his and pointing her dead body towards his side. Mike felt her slick smooth titty brushwood against his arm as she positioned herself. Her hand idly began stroking his chest of drawers as they lay there, enjoying the sodding liaison of the moment.

"So… last night was fun, huh ?"Zoë looked at microphone with a rummy and hopeful smile. He smiled wide-cut, wrapping the arm that wasn't pinned beneath her pelvic girdle around her.

"It was amazing… You are a goddess !"She blushed again, giggling at his input. He slid his free manus up to her neck opening and pulled her typeface to his. They both smiled as they kissed each other, their tongues keeping out as their brim rubbed and danced. mike finally pulled away to find her lying on top of him, her breasts pressing against his chest and her men on his header while his rested on her ass. He chuckled and settled down."I do have one doubt though."Zoë adopted a spirit of interest at his statement.

"How did you manage to swallow my intact prick ? I measured it out to about nine and a half inches. I didn't earn 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 obscure her laughter behind a hand.

"I have no gag reflex action. It comes in William Christopher Handy for things like this… don't you think ?"She was playing with her tomentum as she answered ; wrapping a few locks around one finger over and over again. Mike continued to smile and inquired about her laugh. She laughed again, not hiding any this time."Well if you watched porn on the internet you would see that a lot of lady friend can do it. Of course they probably just get word how. Not many the great unwashed have no gag unconditioned reflex at all. You… Do you watch porn ?"microphone shook his school principal, the view never really occurring to him. He had always used fancy, something far fetched but it had always done the illusion. Zoë kissed him once before pulling back."Remind me later and we'll enjoy some… okey ?"

After a little while thirster cuddling in bed microphone got up out of bed for a shower, Zoë following him after reaching down and feeling her thighs. microphone turned on the water as she checked herself in the mirror, the understanding escaping him completely.

"How hot do you like the urine ?"

"About medium, but I tend to reverse it up as I go…"She palmed her breast and pressed them together for a moment, letting them light back and spring into posture. microphone walked up behind her as she scanned her torso in the medicine cabinet.

"You know you look gorgeous… so why do you have to stop ?"She grinned and leaned back against him as his blazon wrapped around her stomach and his head teacher went to remain on her shoulder.

"Because… I don't ever want you to see me looking frightful,"Her voice dripped sarcasm as she turned her head and kissed him. The two separated and jumped into the exhibitioner, Mike sealing the curtain against the wall just to be sure. When the water touched Zoë she sighed, letting the heating plant relax her. She spun after enjoying the flow for a bit, looking back at mike. He had watched her through the slight wisps of steam, the sight of her body glistening wet making his putz rise faster than it ever had with rose. He nearly died and went to heaven as she turned around, exposing her wet nominal head to his thought. The destruction of her hair were plastered to her back, coming around to her incline and stopping just under her boob. Her tits were happily pointing out at him, their weight never sagging or looking stretched. Her tummy and shoulder joint were shining, but his eyes didn't linger on either of these very long. Once he saw her stomach he looked lower berth, as all men will, to her hips and thigh. He distantly heard her ranting in orgasm, the computer memory of the night before poking its way through his realism and making him even harder as he returned his eye to hers. He saw her look up to get together his tone, but her eyes had obviously been on his pecker. He smiled and stepped towards her, leaning in to osculate her as he felt the warm water backwash over him.

The kiss didn't last very long. After a few minute Zoë pulled away and dropped slowly to her articulatio genus, wrapping a goody hand around mike's throbbing cock. He groaned at the feel of her sweet finger's breadth stroking him, the piss allowing her to stroke heavily than she had been capable to the night before. microphone watched as she sucked on two fingers of her fresh hand, sliding them sexily towards her articulatio coxae as she stroked his pecker. Finally he watched as she began to finger herself, stroking harder all the piece. microphone put a hand on the tile wall for support as he felt her tongue orbit out and get to cream the tip of his prick. Zoë moved her glossa down towards the base of his cock, licking around his balls and traveling back up his length, stopping at the tip again. microphone moaned loud as she poked and rubbed that spotlight on the top of his cockhead, the most sensible region of his integral manhood.
Finally he felt Zoë's lips embracing him, surrounding the top dog and sucking gently. mike held back with all the willpower he had, praying desperately to finish the full time. He watched as his sensuous lover sucked in more and more of his tool, bouncing every so often and locking the bottom on her way down. Mike was panting hard, desperate to view as off. When she her backtalk landed in his pubic hair Mike was seeing stars. Zoë quickly pulled herself off of his cock and restrain just the point in her mouth, stroking him severe and giving as practically attention as she could to the amount of money of dick in her mouth. Finally microphone came, grunting as the heat and joy shot through his dick and flew into Zoë's waiting mouth. She moaned and swallowed, swallowing the integral load and cleaning him up after.

Zoë stood up and looked at mike as innocently as a puppy, her heart asking if she had done anything amiss at all. In resolution Mike wrapped one arm around her waist, the former around her ass and lifted, pulling her up to him and kissing her hard. She returned the candy kiss gladly. She was hungry for more than just his source. mike pushed Zoë up against the bulwark of the shower, pushing his half flaccid penis into her verboten lips and thrusting over and over. Zoë moaned as his lips travelled down to her neck, then down to her bare breasts. His clapper and lips greedily inhaled one pap, her other bosom occupied by her own manus. The two moaned at each other, begging for passion. Zoë felt mike grow against her pussy, becoming the full brute that she needed. mike pulled off of her slightly, aiming his turncock and pushing into Zoë's waiting cunt. The wet slurping sound it made told him just how wet she really was. The heating of the shower bath and the weewee were both lost on the lovers as mike fucked Zoë. They needed to feel the sense impression again, each needing to ingest the other. Mike continued to osculate Zoë's hard tit as he fucked her, shifting between kissing her and sucking on her aroused bosom. Zoë came as the hand around her ass managed to direct a finger on her clit, rubbing lightly as she moved and as Mike fucked her.

"Fuuuuuuccccckkk… oh go ohh yes oh fuck oh god oh yes oh heartfelt shag lord that feels sooooooo gooooooooood !"microphone grunted as her kitty clamped in hard on his cock, the entire distance impression as though a hot, wet vise grip had grabbed a hold of his cock. Mike continued to fuck Zoë, never wanting the feeing in his Lion 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 look at much more of Mike's cock. The feeling of his oral sex hitting her cervix, filling her completely with every thrusting, was wearing on her, the bliss and orgasmic throes becoming too much for her to handle. She came for the quartern time as mike finally whispered in her ear.

"Oh fuck princess, I'm gon na cum in your fucking pussy… ugh !"Mike felt his orgasm take over his body as he pushed his rooster fully into Zoë's snatch, shooting his sperm directly into her womb. She screamed as her orgasm shot through her own loins, the feeling of absolute pleasance numbing her body as she wailed. The two stood there, Zoë pressed up against he wall between microphone's arms and his body, his leaking cock still filling her. Her own legs wrapped around his ass, keeping him deep inside of her while her nails were clawing at his berm again. Mike panted directly into her ear, Zoë directly into his. Finally she loosened her grip on microphone and he let her down. They washed one another, laughing and kissing deeply, passionately the entire sentence. When they exited and found their way back to mike's bed they lay down, not bothering with the screening this metre. Zoë crawled on top of Mike, her hairsbreadth draped damply all over his chest while her lips met his.

He rolled over on top of her, his cock already hard again. He pushed into her for the third time that break of the day, fucking her long and slow. The feeling was less intense, but Mike discovered he felt more of her pussycat 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 quick. She whispered his name as he came in her again, feeling her sexual climax 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 worked pussy. She climbed up and laid her head on Mike's chest again, stroking gently as they recovered.

"God… I'm gon na miss your cock…"Zoë sounded almost sad as the wrangle 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 heart came up to cope with his with sadness in them.

"I've got to take a trip 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 mention of her parents set him off on a tangent to the conversation, however he made surely to stick around on subject.

"Listen, Zoë, I don't mind at all… for a minute I thought that you had someone, or that you were moving… I can wait a spell. Your sweet pussycat is worth it !"Zoë smiled up at him sexily."So is that smile."The end 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 times, and each fourth dimension I've cum inside of you. And I'm positive that my pecker can match your cervix… are you on the pill ? Do we take to worry about pregnancy ? ? I wouldn't creative thinker that, but if we do I need to give up and we need to check…"Here Zoë's smiling grew contrite, the look on her face both felicity and resentment.

"Michael… I was born with a… a fault I guess you could call it. I can't have small fry naturally. My body doesn't react to sperm, or I cant subscribe to it in, or or…"Zoë's oculus began to leak out tears, her voice snap as she spoke. Finally she sat up and turned her backbone to him."I can never get pregnant the instinctive way. I'm… I'm defective. Broken."Finally she broke down and sobbed. Mike got out of the bed and sat on the boundary next to her, wrapping her in his embracement and pulling her onto his lap. He rocked her until she stopped crying, her snag wetting his thorax as she hugged him and crying into him.

"Shhhh, shhhh… It's O.K. babe. take heed to me,"mike tipped her headway back and looked into her wet, red eyes."I couldn't care less about any of that. I don't want nipper right now. No eminent school student does… But I know I want you. I want you every day for the rest of the year, for the rest of high school… I want to make full you up every meter we make love and dedicate you the most pleasance I possibly can. You are NOT broken. You are perfect."Zoë wiped her eyes and looked at him, thanks and love shining out at him. They stayed in the embrace for a long while .