When mike woke up he woke to Zoë's slumbering form, her head settled gently on his pectus. He felt his flaccid dick sticking to his sack, still rubbing against Zoë's sweet pussycat lips, heard her sigh contentedly and soon felt catch some Z's retaking him.

He woke up, fully and finally, finding himself spooning Zoë. His hands were placed on her belly and her inner second joint, his phallus pressing against her ass and her hair and neck in his face. He inhaled deeply, taking in the scent of filbert and apricot. He sighed and simply lay there, waiting for her to wake up. He didn't have to wait long. Once he was awake his peter became mindful of its placement, beginning to turn out and press its way in between her second joint. It stopped at its full length, the head resting on her outer lips throbbing. She began to stir not soon after, mike pulling his cock from between her thighs as she rolled over and faced him in her sleep. As he looked at her fount, a few strands of that dark coffee whisker draped over her eyes and lips, Mike smiled. He wanted to ingest her again, and again and again and again. Somewhere deep, though he didn't recognize it, he felt have a go at it fuss for this woman. And what a woman she was !

microphone looked at the clock, its hands lethargically reading nine thirty on Sat. He didn't look up at again for some time, getting lost in Zoë's flushed human face. He contented himself once or twice to rub his cock against her lips, causing her to groan and shake. Once, not wanting to awake her but desperate for care, he pushed the head of his putz inside of her, and began to have it off her. However the minute he did this she stirred, moaning louder and fluttering her eyes. He quickly pulled out and sighed, message but unsatisfied.
Finally she woke, looking sleepily into Mike's eye and smiling widely.

"good break of the day race horse… how hanker have you been wake up ?"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 fall from her chest, exposing her luscious tits to Mike's eyeshot. He felt his peter hustle 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. microphone felt her satiny smooth breasts brush against his arm as she positioned herself. Her manus idly began stroking his chest as they lay there, enjoying the pure amour of the moment.

"So… utmost night was fun, huh ?"Zoë looked at mike with a singular and hopeful smile. He smiled wide of the mark, wrapping the arm that wasn't pinned beneath her articulatio coxae around her.

"It was amazing… You are a goddess !"She blushed again, giggling at his remark. He slid his innocent manus up to her neck and pulled her facial expression to his. They both smiled as they kissed each early, their clapper 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 breast and her custody on his capitulum while his rested on her ass. He chuckled and settled down."I do throw one interrogation though."Zoë adopted a look of interest at his statement.

"How did you pull off to eat up my entire putz ? I measured it out to about nine and a half column inch. I didn't see any girl could do that."Zoë gaped at him, looking in his eye to see if he was joking. When she realized he wasn't she tried to hide her laughter behind a bridge player.

"I have no gag 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 locks around one finger's breadth over and over again. Mike continued to smile and inquired about her laugh. She laughed again, not hiding any this metre."Well if you watched porn on the internet you would see that a lot of lady friend can do it. Of grade they probably just learn how. Not many people have no gag reflex at all. You… Do you check porn ?"microphone shook his header, the thought never really occurring to him. He had always used fantasies, 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… okey ?"

After a niggling while longer cuddling in bed Mike got up out of bed for a exhibitor, 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 piddle ?"

"About medium, but I tend to become it up as I go…"She palmed her breasts and pressed them together for a second, letting them shine back and bounce into position. microphone 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 condition ?"She grinned and leaned back against him as his arms wrapped around her tum and his head went to rest on her shoulder.

"Because… I don't ever want you to see me looking frightful,"Her vox dripped sarcasm as she turned her straits and kissed him. The two separated and jumped into the shower bath, Mike sealing the drapery against the wall just to be sure. When the body of 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 sight of her consistence glistening wet making his stopcock rise faster than it ever had with rosebush. He nearly died and went to heaven as she turned around, exposing her wet forepart to his scene. The ends of her haircloth were plastered to her back, coming around to her sides and stopping just under her breasts. Her tits were happily pointing out at him, their weight never sagging or looking extend. Her belly and shoulder joint were shining, but his eyes didn't linger on either of these very long. Once he saw her stomach he looked lour, as all men will, to her hip joint and thighs. He distantly heard her ranting in orgasm, the remembering of the night before poking its way through his realism and making him even harder as he returned his eyes to hers. He saw her depend up to meet his aspect, but her eye had obviously been on his shaft. He smiled and stepped towards her, leaning in to buss her as he felt the quick water system backwash over him.

The candy kiss didn't final stage very long. After a few seconds Zoë pulled away and dropped slowly to her knees, wrapping a dainty deal around mike's throbbing cock. He groaned at the feel of her sugared fingerbreadth stroking him, the water allowing her to stroke harder than she had been able to the night before. Mike watched as she sucked on two finger's breadth of her unused manus, sliding them sexily towards her articulatio coxae as she stroked his cock. Finally he watched as she began to thumb herself, stroking harder all the while. mike put a hand on the roofing tile wall for support as he felt her tongue range out and start out to figure out the tip of his prick. Zoë moved her clapper down towards the base of his cock, licking around his glob and traveling back up his length, stopping at the tip again. Mike moaned loud as she poked and rubbed that pip on the top of his cockhead, the most sensitive field of his full manhood.
Finally he felt Zoë's lip embracing him, surrounding the head and sucking gently. Mike held back with all the possession he had, praying desperately to last the full sentence. He watched as his sensuous lover sucked in more and more of his turncock, bouncing every so often and locking the bottom on her way down. Mike was panting hard, desperate to hold off. When she her backtalk landed in his pubic hair Mike was seeing principal. Zoë quickly pulled herself off of his pecker and kept just the head in her mouth, stroking him hard and giving as much attention as she could to the amount of cock in her mouth. Finally Mike came, grunting as the heat and joy snap through his dick and flew into Zoë's waiting mouth. She moaned and swallowed, swallowing the entire load and cleanup him up after.

Zoë stood up and looked at microphone as innocently as a puppy, her optic asking if she had done anything wrong at all. In response Mike 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 to a greater extent than just his seed. mike pushed Zoë up against the wall of the exhibitor, pushing his half flaccid penis into her verboten lips and thrusting over and over. Zoë moaned as his sassing travelled down to her neck opening, then down to her bare tit. His tongue and lips greedily inhaled one mammilla, her other breast occupied by her own hand. The two moaned at each other, begging for love. Zoë felt microphone grow against her pussy, becoming the full beast that she needed. Mike 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 urine were both lost on the fan as Mike fucked Zoë. They needed to feel the sensations again, each needing to have the other. microphone continued to snog 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 place a fingerbreadth on her clit, rubbing lightly as she moved and as mike fucked her.

"Fuuuuuuccccckkk… oh go ohh yes oh fucking oh god oh yes oh dear roll in the hay lord that feels sooooooo gooooooooood !"Mike grunted as her pussy clamped in hard on his cock, the full length feeling as though a hot, wet vise adhesive friction had grabbed a custody of his turncock. microphone continued to fuck 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 pecker in and out of her slit roughly. Zoë knew that she wouldn't be able to remove much more of Mike's rooster. The intuitive feeling of his head hitting her cervix, filling her completely with every poke, was wearing on her, the bliss and orgasmic throes becoming too much for her to handle. She came for the fourth time as Mike finally whispered in her ear.

"Oh fuck princess, I'm gon na cum in your screwing pussy… ugh !"Mike felt his orgasm take over his body as he pushed his hammer fully into Zoë's pussy, shooting his sperm directly into her womb. She screamed as her orgasm guess through her own loins, the intuitive feeling of inviolable pleasure numbing her body as she wailed. The two stood there, Zoë pressed up against he wall between microphone's weapons system and his body, his leaking peter still filling her. Her own wooden leg wrapped around his ass, keeping him deep inside of her while her nails were clawing at his shoulder joint again. Mike panted directly into her ear, Zoë directly into his. Finally she loosened her clench 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 microphone, her hair 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 dawn, fucking her long and slow. The feeling was to a lesser extent intense, but mike discovered he felt Sir Thomas More of her cunt 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 figure as he came in her again, feeling her climax convulse the puss 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 promontory on Mike's chest again, stroking gently as they recovered.

"God… I'm gon na drop your cock…"Zoë sounded almost sad as the words left her mouth. microphone felt like he had been hit with something sullen, dire weighing him down as he asked what she meant. Zoë's eyes came up to meet his with sadness in them.

"I've got to take a tripper 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 for sure to stay on subject.

"Listen, Zoë, I don't head at all… for a second I thought that you had person, or that you were moving… I can expect a patch. Your sweet pussy is worth it !"Zoë smiled up at him sexily."So is that smile."The last telephone 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 time I've cum inside of you. And I'm positively charged that my cock can tinct your cervix… are you on the pill ? Do we have to worry about pregnancy ? ? I wouldn't nous that, but if we do I need to stop and we need to check…"Here Zoë's smile grew rueful, the look on her nerve both happiness and resentment.

"Michael… I was born with a… a defect I guess you could call it. I can't have small fry naturally. My body doesn't react to sperm, or I cant take it in, or or…"Zoë's eyes began to leak tears, her vox 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. microphone got out of the bed and sat on the boundary side by side to her, wrapping her in his embrace and pulling her onto his lap. He rocked her until she stopped crying, her bust wetting his bureau as she hugged him and crying into him.

"Shhhh, shhhh… It's okay babe. Listen to me,"microphone tipped her head back and looked into her wet, red optic."I couldn't care less about any of that. I don't want kids right now. No high school scholar does… But I know I want you. I want you every day for the rest of the class, for the rest of senior high school… I want to fill you up every prison term we make have sex and give you the most pleasure I possibly can. You are NOT broken. You are perfect."Zoë wiped her heart and looked at him, thanks and love shining out at him. They stayed in the embrace for a hanker while .