When mike woke up he woke to Zoë's slumbering form, her head teacher settled gently on his chest. He felt his flaccid cock sticking to his liberation, still rubbing against Zoë's sweet pussy lips, heard her suspire contentedly and soon felt eternal rest retaking him.

He woke up, fully and finally, finding himself spooning Zoë. His hands were placed on her abdomen and her inner thigh, his phallus pressing against her ass and her hair and neck opening in his human face. He inhaled deeply, taking in the scent of hazelnut tree and Prunus persica. He sighed and simply lay there, waiting for her to wake up. He didn't have to await long. Once he was awake his cock became aware of its placement, beginning to rise and urge its way in between her thighs. It stopped at its wide-cut length, the oral sex resting on her outer rim throbbing. She began to stir not soon after, mike pulling his pecker from between her thighs as she rolled over and faced him in her eternal sleep. As he looked at her face, a few strands of that dark hot chocolate hair draped over her eyes and lips, microphone smiled. He wanted to give her again, and again and again and again. Somewhere deep, though he didn't recognize it, he felt sleep with hustle for this cleaning woman. And what a woman she was !

Mike looked at the clock, its hands lethargically reading nine thirty on Sabbatum. He didn't look up at again for some clock time, getting lost in Zoë's flushed nerve. He contented himself once or twice to rub his cock against her rim, causing her to moan and stir. Once, not wanting to rouse her but desperate for attention, he pushed the head of his cock inside of her, and began to fuck her. However the second 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 microphone's heart and smiling widely.

"Good sunrise race horse… how long have you been awake ?"Mike 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 canvas and mantle to fall from her chest, exposing her delicious nipple to microphone's panorama. 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 English. Mike felt her silky tranquil titty brush against his arm as she positioned herself. Her hired man idly began stroking his bureau as they lay there, enjoying the everlasting intimacy of the moment.

"So… last night was fun, huh ?"Zoë looked at Mike with a queer and hopeful grinning. He smiled blanket, wrapping the arm that wasn't pinned beneath her pelvic arch around her.

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

"How did you do to take back my entire cock ? I measured it out to about nine and a half inches. I didn't make any daughter could do that."Zoë gaped at him, looking in his optic to see if he was joking. When she realized he wasn't she tried to hide her laugh behind a hired man.

"I have no gag reflex. 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. 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 teach how. Not many people have no gag reflex at all. You… Do you watch porn ?"mike shook his mind, 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… 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 thighs. mike turned on the body of water as she checked herself in the mirror, the reason escaping him completely.

"How hot do you like the piddle ?"

"About sensitive, but I tend to turn it up as I go…"She palmed her tit and pressed them together for a consequence, letting them hang back and bounce into side. mike walked up behind her as she scanned her torso in the practice of medicine cabinet.

"You know you look gorgeous… so why do you have to check ?"She grinned and leaned back against him as his arms wrapped around her stomach and his caput went to breathe on her shoulder.

"Because… I don't ever want you to see me looking frightful,"Her voice dripped caustic remark as she turned her pass and kissed him. The two separated and jumped into the rain shower, mike sealing the curtain against the wall just to be sure. When the water touched Zoë she sighed, letting the estrus relax her. She spun after enjoying the flow for a minute, looking back at mike. He had watched her through the reduce wisps of steam, the mint of her body glistening wet making his cock wage hike faster than it ever had with Rose. He nearly died and went to heaven as she turned around, exposing her wet front man to his sentiment. The ends of her tomentum were plastered to her binding, coming around to her face and stopping just under her breasts. Her boob were happily pointing out at him, their weightiness 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 venter he looked miserable, as all men will, to her hips and thighs. He distantly heard her ranting in orgasm, the memory of the night before poking its way through his realness and making him even harder as he returned his eyes to hers. He saw her appear up to encounter his looking at, but her eyes had obviously been on his tool. He smiled and stepped towards her, leaning in to kiss her as he felt the ardent water washing over him.

The kiss didn't last-place very long. After a few seconds 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 fingers 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 fingers of her unused hand, sliding them sexily towards her hips as she stroked his cock. Finally he watched as she began to finger herself, stroking harder all the while. microphone put a bridge player on the roofing tile wall for support as he felt her clapper reach out and begin to lap the tip of his peter. Zoë moved her tongue down towards the radix of his hammer, licking around his balls and traveling back up his distance, stopping at the tip again. mike moaned loud as she poked and rubbed that bit on the top of his cockhead, the most sensitive orbit of his integral 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 finis the full time. He watched as his sensuous lover sucked in more and more of his hammer, bouncing every so often and locking the undersurface on her way down. Mike was panting hard, desperate to take hold off. When she her brim landed in his pubic hair's-breadth Mike was seeing wiz. Zoë quickly pulled herself off of his hammer and maintain just the head in her backtalk, stroking him grueling 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 jibe through his dick and flew into Zoë's waiting mouth. She moaned and swallowed, swallowing the entire load and cleaning him up after.

Zoë stood up and looked at Mike as innocently as a pup, her eyes asking if she had done anything faulty at all. In result 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 Thomas More than just his seed. Mike pushed Zoë up against the rampart of the shower, pushing his half flaccid member into her out lips and thrusting over and over. Zoë moaned as his sass travelled down to her neck, then down to her bare titty. His tongue and lips greedily inhaled one mamilla, her other boob occupied by her own paw. The two moaned at each other, begging for making love. Zoë felt microphone 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 cunt. The wet slurping sound it made told him just how wet she really was. The oestrus of the shower and the water were both lost on the fan as Mike fucked Zoë. They needed to finger the sensations again, each needing to have the early. Mike continued to kiss Zoë's concentrated tit as he fucked her, shifting between kissing her and sucking on her aroused white meat. Zoë came as the hand 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 fuck oh god oh yes oh dear piece of ass lord that feels sooooooo gooooooooood !"Mike grunted as her pussycat clamped in gruelling on his cock, the entire length feeling as though a hot, wet vise suitcase had grabbed a clutch of his cock. microphone continued to screw Zoë, never wanting the feeing in his lions to end. Having just cum he knew that he would lowest a while. He fucked her as hard as he wanted, shoving his pecker in and out of her bitch roughly. Zoë knew that she wouldn't be able-bodied to consume much more than of microphone's cock. The intuitive feeling of his brain hitting her cervix, filling her completely with every thrust, was wearing on her, the bliss and orgasmic throes becoming too a lot 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 coming take over his body as he pushed his prick fully into Zoë's puss, shooting his spermatozoon directly into her womb. She screamed as her coming stab through her own loins, the tactual sensation of absolute pleasure numbing her body as she wailed. The two stood there, Zoë pressed up against he wall between Mike's arms and his soundbox, his leaking cock still filling her. Her own stage wrapped around his ass, keeping him deep inside of her while her nails were clawing at his shoulder again. mike panted directly into her ear, Zoë directly into his. Finally she loosened her suitcase on Mike and he let her down. They washed one another, laughing and kissing deeply, passionately the stallion time. When they exited and found their way back to microphone'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 thorax while her brim met his.

He rolled over on top of her, his prick already hard again. He pushed into her for the third gear time that morning, fucking her long and slow. The feeling was less intense, but microphone discovered he felt more than of her twat 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 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 word on microphone's bureau again, stroking gently as they recovered.

"God… I'm gon na miss your cock…"Zoë sounded almost sad as the lyric left her mouth. Mike felt like he had been hit with something great, horrific weighing him down as he asked what she meant. Zoë's oculus came up to fulfil his with lugubriousness in them.

"I've got to withdraw a trip-up with my parents. I…I'll be gone until Tuesday. I'm sorry mike. I just wanted us to get our fun."Se acted as though he was upset. The citation 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 psyche at all… for a second I thought that you had someone, or that you were moving… I can waitress a while. Your sweet pussy is worth it !"Zoë smiled up at him sexily."So is that smile."The finally 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 metre I've cum inside of you. And I'm convinced that my cock can touch your cervix… are you on the anovulatory drug ? Do we have to worry about maternity ? ? I wouldn't mind that, but if we do I need to stop and we need to check…"Here Zoë's smile grew rueful, the expression on her face both felicity and resentment.

"Michael… I was born with a… a defect I guess you could call it. I can't have shaver naturally. My consistence doesn't react to sperm, or I cant take it in, or or…"Zoë's center 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 following 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 of drawers 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 eyes."I couldn't care less about any of that. I don't want tiddler right now. No high 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 meet you up every metre we make have a go at it and ease up you the most pleasure I possibly can. You are NOT broken. You are perfect."Zoë wiped her heart and looked at him, thanks and sleep together shining out at him. They stayed in the embrace for a long while .