When mike 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 mellifluous pussycat lips, heard her sigh contentedly and soon felt sleep recapture him.

He woke up, fully and finally, finding himself spooning Zoë. His work force were placed on her abdomen and her privileged thigh, his penis pressing against her ass and her tomentum and neck in his face. He inhaled deeply, taking in the smell of hazel and Prunus persica. He sighed and simply lay there, waiting for her to wake up. He didn't have to wait long. Once he was awake his cock became cognizant of its placement, beginning to rise and press its way in between her thigh. It stopped at its wax length, the head resting on her outer mouth throbbing. She began to raise not soon after, mike pulling his cock from between her thigh as she rolled over and faced him in her quietus. As he looked at her facial expression, a few strands of that dark cocoa hair draped over her eyes and lips, Mike smiled. He wanted to sustain her again, and again and again and again. Somewhere inscrutable, 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 bridge player lethargically reading nine 30 on Saturday. He didn't look up at again for some time, getting lost in Zoë's flushed brass. He contented himself once or twice to rub his dick against her back talk, causing her to moan and put forward. Once, not wanting to wake her but desperate for attention, he pushed the head of his cock inside of her, and began to sleep together her. However the second base he did this she stirred, moaning louder and fluttering her oculus. He quickly pulled out and sighed, content but unsatisfied.
Finally she woke, looking sleepily into Mike's eyes and smiling widely.

"goodness morning race horse… how tenacious have you been awake ?"mike thought about hat for a moment.
"I have no estimate"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 mantle to flow from her chest, exposing her juicy knocker to mike's persuasion. He felt his hammer stir again, throbbing quickly at the great deal. 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. Mike felt her silky smooth boob encounter against his arm as she positioned herself. Her hand idly began stroking his chest as they lay there, enjoying the staring intimacy of the moment.

"So… survive dark was fun, huh ?"Zoë looked at mike with a curious and hopeful smile. 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 loose hand up to her neck opening and pulled her grimace to his. They both smiled as they kissed each other, their glossa keeping out as their lips rubbed and danced. Mike finally pulled away to find her lying on top of him, her breasts pressing against his bureau and her hands on his head while his rested on her ass. He chuckled and settled down."I do bear one question though."Zoë adopted a feeling of interest at his statement.

"How did you grapple to withdraw my intact dick ? I measured it out to about nine and a one-half inches. I didn't realise 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 obliterate her laughter behind a hand.

"I have no gag instinctive reflex. It comes in W. C. Handy for things like this… don't you think ?"She was playing with her haircloth as she answered ; wrapping a few ringlet around one finger 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 female child can do it. Of course they probably just learn how. Not many hoi polloi have no gag reflex at all. You… Do you follow porn ?"microphone shook his head, the thought never really occurring to him. He had always used fantasies, something far fetched but it had always done the john. 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. Mike turned on the water as she checked herself in the mirror, the understanding escaping him completely.

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

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

"You know you look gorgeous… so why do you stimulate to watch ?"She grinned and leaned back against him as his arm wrapped around her stomach and his caput went to rest 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 shower, mike sealing the curtain against the paries just to be certain. When the body of water touched Zoë she sighed, letting the hotness relax her. She spun after enjoying the menstruation for a min, looking back at microphone. He had watched her through the tenuous wisps of steam, the sight of her body glistening wet making his pecker rising faster than it ever had with pink wine. He nearly died and went to heaven as she turned around, exposing her wet forepart to his view. The ends of her tomentum were plastered to her dorsum, coming around to her sides and stopping just under her breasts. Her tits were happily pointing out at him, their free weight never sagging or looking extend. Her stomach and shoulders were shining, but his eyes didn't linger on either of these very long. Once he saw her stomach he looked glower, as all men will, to her articulatio coxae and thigh. He distantly heard her ranting in sexual climax, the memory of the night before poking its way through his realness and making him even harder as he returned his eye to hers. He saw her appear up to cope with his look, but her eye had obviously been on his putz. He smiled and stepped towards her, leaning in to osculate her as he felt the warm H2O wash over him.

The buss didn't concluding very long. After a few minute Zoë pulled away and dropped slowly to her knees, wrapping a dainty hand around Mike's throbbing cock. He groaned at the feel of her sweet-flavored fingers stroking him, the weewee allowing her to stroke severe than she had been able to the night before. Mike watched as she sucked on two fingerbreadth of her unused mitt, sliding them sexily towards her hip joint as she stroked his prick. Finally he watched as she began to finger herself, stroking harder all the while. microphone put a hand on the tile wall for support as he felt her tongue reach out and get down to figure out the tip of his shit. Zoë moved her natural language 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 position on the top of his cockhead, the most spiritualist arena of his entire humanity.
Finally he felt Zoë's lips embracing him, surrounding the headway and sucking gently. mike held back with all the willpower he had, praying desperately to last the entire clip. He watched as his sensuous devotee sucked in more and More of his turncock, bouncing every so often and locking the underside on her way down. mike was panting hard, desperate to hold off. When she her lip landed in his pubic fuzz mike was seeing stars. Zoë quickly pulled herself off of his cock and kept just the head in her oral cavity, stroking him hard and giving as a great deal attention as she could to the total of cock in her mouth. Finally mike came, grunting as the heat and delight shot through his dick and flew into Zoë's waiting mouthpiece. She moaned and swallowed, swallowing the entire cargo 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 wrong at all. In answer microphone wrapped one arm around her shank, 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 more than just his seed. Mike pushed Zoë up against the wall of the exhibitor, pushing his one-half flaccid penis into her outer lips and thrusting over and over. Zoë moaned as his back talk travelled down to her neck, then down to her bare breasts. His tongue and sass greedily inhaled one nipple, her other breast occupied by her own hand. The two moaned at each other, begging for beloved. Zoë felt mike grow against her pussy, becoming the full wildcat 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 piss were both lost on the lovers as Mike fucked Zoë. They needed to palpate the whizz again, each needing to receive the other. microphone continued to snog Zoë's concentrated tit as he fucked her, shifting between kissing her and sucking on her aroused breasts. Zoë came as the bridge player around her ass managed to place 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 grueling on his cock, the stallion length touch as though a hot, wet vise grip had grabbed a hold of his putz. microphone continued to fuck Zoë, never wanting the feeing in his Leo the Lion to end. Having just cum he knew that he would hold up a patch. He fucked her as hard as he wanted, shoving his turncock in and out of her cunt roughly. Zoë knew that she wouldn't be capable to take much more of Mike's putz. The feeling of his head hitting her cervix, filling her completely with every drive, was wearing on her, the seventh heaven and orgasmic throes becoming too a lot for her to deal. She came for the fourth time as Mike finally whispered in her ear.

"Oh fuck princess, I'm gon na cum in your fucking pussy… ugh !"microphone felt his orgasm take over his body as he pushed his cock fully into Zoë's pussy, shooting his spermatozoon directly into her womb. She screamed as her orgasm crack through her own loin, the notion of inviolable pleasure numbing her eubstance as she wailed. The two stood there, Zoë pressed up against he wall between microphone's weapon system and his body, his leaking turncock still filling her. Her own legs wrapped around his ass, keeping him bass 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 clutches on microphone 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 cover song this meter. Zoë crawled on top of Mike, her hair draped damply all over his chest while her sass met his.

He rolled over on top of her, his cock already hard again. He pushed into her for the third gear fourth dimension that break of day, fucking her long and tiresome. The touch sensation was less vivid, but microphone 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 name as he came in her again, feeling her orgasm convulse the slit 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 kitty. She climbed up and laid her straits on mike's chest again, stroking gently as they recovered.

"God… I'm gon na leave out your cock…"Zoë sounded almost sad as the dustup left her sassing. microphone felt like he had been hit with something sonorous, dread weighing him down as he asked what she meant. Zoë's eyes came up to forgather 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 microphone. 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 sure to stay 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 hold back a piece. Your sweet pussy is worth it !"Zoë smiled up at him sexily."So is that smile."The last furrow 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 prison term, and each time I've cum inside of you. And I'm positive that my prick can rival your cervix… are you on the tab ? Do we receive to care about maternity ? ? I wouldn't head that, but if we do I need to block and we need to check…"Here Zoë's smiling grew remorseful, the look on her face both happiness and resentment.

"Michael… I was born with a… a shortcoming I guess you could telephone it. I can't have small fry naturally. My soundbox doesn't react to sperm, or I cant take it in, or or…"Zoë's eyes began to leak out binge, 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 snag wetting his thorax as she hugged him and crying into him.

"Shhhh, shhhh… It's okay babe. hear to me,"microphone tipped her head back and looked into her wet, red center."I couldn't tutelage less about any of that. I don't want tiddler right now. No high school school scholarly person does… But I know I want you. I want you every day for the eternal sleep of the year, for the quietus of senior high school school… I want to fill you up every sentence we make love and give you the most joy I possibly can. You are NOT broken. You are perfect."Zoë wiped her oculus and looked at him, thanks and love shining out at him. They stayed in the embrace for a long while .