When microphone woke up he woke to Zoë's slumbering form, her head settled gently on his thorax. He felt his flaccid cock sticking to his sack, still rubbing against Zoë's odoriferous pussy lip, heard her sigh contentedly and soon felt catch some Z's recapture him.

He woke up, fully and finally, finding himself spooning Zoë. His manus were placed on her belly and her inner thigh, his penis pressing against her ass and her hair and neck in his face. He inhaled deeply, taking in the odour of hazel and peach. He sighed and simply lay there, waiting for her to wake up. He didn't have to wait long. Once he was wake his prick became aware of its placement, beginning to rise and press its way in between her thighs. It stopped at its full moon distance, the forefront resting on her outer lip throbbing. She began to stir not soon after, microphone pulling his prick from between her thigh as she rolled over and faced him in her eternal sleep. As he looked at her face, a few strands of that dismal deep brown fuzz draped over her heart and rim, Mike smiled. He wanted to have her again, and again and again and again. Somewhere recondite, though he didn't recognize it, he felt love stir for this woman. And what a cleaning woman she was !

Mike looked at the clock, its hands lethargically reading nine thirty on Sat. He didn't look up at again for some metre, getting lost in Zoë's flushed face. He contented himself once or twice to rub his cock against her sass, causing her to moan and stir. Once, not wanting to wake her but desperate for attention, he pushed the head of his turncock inside of her, and began to fuck her. However the irregular he did this she stirred, moaning louder and fluttering her middle. He quickly pulled out and sighed, content but unsatisfied.
Finally she woke, looking sleepily into mike's eye and smiling widely.

"good cockcrow race horse… how longsighted have you been awake ?"mike thought about hat for a moment.
"I have no musical theme"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 fall from her chest, exposing her red-hot titmouse to microphone's panorama. He felt his cock splash again, throbbing quickly at the vision. 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 foreland against his and pointing her body towards his side. Mike felt her sleek placid breast encounter against his arm as she positioned herself. Her hand idly began stroking his chest of drawers as they lay there, enjoying the virginal affaire of the moment.

"So… go night was fun, huh ?"Zoë looked at mike with a curious and bright smiling. He smiled full, 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 give up hired hand up to her neck and pulled her face to his. They both smiled as they kissed each former, their spit keeping out as their brim rubbed and danced. Mike finally pulled away to find oneself her lying on top of him, her breasts pressing against his chest and her hands on his psyche while his rested on her ass. He chuckled and settled down."I do have one interrogative sentence though."Zoë adopted a look of interest at his statement.

"How did you manage to swallow my stallion cock ? I measured it out to about nine and a half inches. I didn't realize any girl 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 shroud her laughter behind a hand.

"I have no gag innate reflex. It comes in Handy for things like this… don't you think ?"She was playing with her hair as she answered ; wrapping a few lock around one finger over and over again. Mike continued to smile and ask about her laugh. She laughed again, not hiding any this prison term."Well if you watched porn on the internet you would see that a lot of young woman can do it. Of course they probably just hear how. Not many multitude 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 illusion, something far fetched but it had always done the deception. Zoë kissed him once before pulling back."Remind me later and we'll enjoy some… okay ?"

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

"How hot do you like the body of water ?"

"About sensitive, but I tend to turn it up as I go…"She palmed her chest 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 medicine cabinet.

"You know you look gorgeous… so why do you have to check ?"She grinned and leaned back against him as his arm wrapped around her venter and his school principal went to rest on her shoulder.

"Because… I don't ever want you to see me looking horrifying,"Her voice dripped sarcasm as she turned her head and kissed him. The two separated and jumped into the shower, Mike sealing the mantle against the wall just to be sure. When the water touched Zoë she sighed, letting the heat relax her. She spun after enjoying the flow for a minute, looking back at Mike. He had watched her through the thin wisps of steam, the flock of her body glistening wet making his cock rise faster than it ever had with blush wine. He nearly died and went to heaven as she turned around, exposing her wet movement to his scene. The ends of her hair's-breadth were plastered to her back, coming around to her sides and stopping just under her breasts. Her bosom were happily pointing out at him, their weight never sagging or looking stretched. Her breadbasket and shoulders were shining, but his optic didn't linger on either of these very long. Once he saw her tum he looked lower, as all men will, to her pelvis and second joint. He distantly heard her ranting in orgasm, the storage of the Nox before poking its way through his reality and making him even harder as he returned his eye to hers. He saw her look up to come across his flavour, but her heart had obviously been on his cock. He smiled and stepped towards her, leaning in to buss her as he felt the strong water wash over him.

The kiss didn't last very long. After a few seconds Zoë pulled away and dropped slowly to her genu, wrapping a dainty deal around Mike's throbbing cock. He groaned at the spirit of her sweet fingers stroking him, the water allowing her to stroke harder than she had been able to the dark before. Mike watched as she sucked on two fingers of her unused helping hand, sliding them sexily towards her hips as she stroked his dick. Finally he watched as she began to feel herself, stroking harder all the while. mike put a hand on the roofing tile wall for backup as he felt her tongue reach out and begin to solve the tip of his tool. Zoë moved her tongue down towards the base of his cock, licking around his balls 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 sensitive domain of his entire manhood.
Finally he felt Zoë's lips embracing him, surrounding the read/write head and sucking gently. microphone held back with all the willpower he had, praying desperately to last the entire time. He watched as his sensuous lover sucked in more and more of his cock, bouncing every so often and locking the underside on her way down. Mike was panting hard, desperate to have got off. When she her rim landed in his pubic hair mike was seeing superstar. Zoë quickly pulled herself off of his peter and maintain just the head in her mouthpiece, stroking him hard and giving as often attention as she could to the quantity of cock in her backtalk. Finally Mike came, grunting as the heat and pleasure guess through his shaft and flew into Zoë's waiting oral cavity. She moaned and swallowed, swallowing the entire onus and cleanup him up after.

Zoë stood up and looked at microphone as innocently as a puppy, her heart asking if she had done anything amiss 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 candy kiss gladly. She was hungry for more than than just his seed. Mike pushed Zoë up against the wall of the exhibitor, pushing his half flaccid penis into her out lips and thrusting over and over. Zoë moaned as his lip travelled down to her neck, then down to her bare breast. His tongue and lips greedily inhaled one nipple, her early chest occupied by her own hand. The two moaned at each other, begging for love. Zoë felt Mike grow against her pussy, becoming the full beast that she needed. Mike pulled off of her slightly, aiming his peter and pushing into Zoë's waiting pussy. The wet slurping sound it made told him just how wet she really was. The estrus of the shower and the water were both lost on the lovers as microphone fucked Zoë. They needed to palpate the sensations again, each needing to have the other. Mike continued to buss Zoë's backbreaking tit as he fucked her, shifting between kissing her and sucking on her conjure tit. Zoë came as the hand around her ass managed to identify a finger on her clit, rubbing lightly as she moved and as Mike fucked her.

"Fuuuuuuccccckkk… oh go ohh yes oh nooky oh god oh yes oh dear FUCKING lord that feels sooooooo gooooooooood !"mike grunted as her pussy clamped in knockout on his cock, the full distance feeling as though a hot, wet vise grip had grabbed a postponement of his cock. mike continued to have sex 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 shaft in and out of her cunt roughly. Zoë knew that she wouldn't be able to take much more of Mike's cock. The feeling of his head hitting her cervix, filling her completely with every thrust, was wearing on her, the seventh heaven and orgasmic throes becoming too much for her to do by. She came for the twenty-five percent 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 tool fully into Zoë's pussy, shooting his sperm directly into her womb. She screamed as her orgasm shot through her own loins, the flavour of absolute delight numbing her body as she wailed. The two stood there, Zoë pressed up against he wall between Mike's arms and his organic structure, his leaking peter still filling her. Her own stage wrapped around his ass, keeping him deep inside of her while her nails were clawing at his shoulders again. microphone 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 full metre. When they exited and found their way back to microphone's bed they lay down, not bothering with the screen this time. Zoë crawled on top of Mike, her hair draped damply all over his chest while her mouth met his.

He rolled over on top of her, his shaft already hard again. He pushed into her for the third time that aurora, fucking her yearn and slow. The feel was less intense, but microphone discovered he felt Thomas More of her pussy this way. Her muscular tissue 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 fix. She whispered his name as he came in her again, feeling her orgasm convulse the cunt in which he was occupied. When she was finished cumming all over Mike's cock she felt it deflate, feeling cum ooze out of her well 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 words left her mouth. microphone felt like he had been hit with something heavy, fearsome weighing him down as he asked what she meant. Zoë's center came up to meet his with unhappiness in them.

"I've got to take a tripper with my parents. I…I'll be gone until Tues. 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 certain to ride out on subject.

"Listen, Zoë, I don't brain at all… for a mo I thought that you had someone, or that you were moving… I can wait a while. Your odorous snatch is worth it !"Zoë smiled up at him sexily."So is that smile."The last strain made her laugh and buss him. Finally he asked the head that had him freaking out on the inside.

"Listen… We've already had sex three times, and each time I've cum inside of you. And I'm positive that my cock can touch on your cervix… are you on the pill ? Do we throw to worry about gestation ? ? I wouldn't mind that, but if we do I need to end and we need to check…"Here Zoë's smile grew ruthful, the spirit on her facial expression both happiness and resentment.

"Michael… I was born with a… a mar I guess you could prognosticate it. I can't have children naturally. My soundbox doesn't react to sperm, or I cant take it in, or or…"Zoë's centre began to leak tears, her voice 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 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 bureau as she hugged him and crying into him.

"Shhhh, shhhh… It's O.K. babe. Listen to me,"microphone tipped her head back and looked into her wet, red center."I couldn't care less about any of that. I don't want kids right now. No senior high school schoolhouse student does… But I know I want you. I want you every day for the rest of the twelvemonth, for the rest of high school… I want to fill you up every time we make bed and give you the most joy 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 embracement for a long while .