When mike woke up he woke to Zoë's slumbering kind, her nous settled gently on his chest. He felt his flaccid cock sticking to his sacque, still rubbing against Zoë's sweet kitty-cat lips, heard her sigh contentedly and soon felt sleep retaking him.

He woke up, fully and finally, finding himself spooning Zoë. His script were placed on her paunch and her inner second joint, his penis pressing against her ass and her hair and neck in his face. He inhaled deeply, taking in the scent of filbert and smasher. He sighed and simply lay there, waiting for her to stir up up. He didn't have to await long. Once he was come alive his cock became aware of its arrangement, beginning to come up and exhort its way in between her thighs. It stopped at its full-of-the-moon length, the chief resting on her outer lips throbbing. She began to put forward 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 font, a few strands of that sorry chocolate hair draped over her oculus and sassing, mike smiled. He wanted to have got her again, and again and again and again. Somewhere mysterious, though he didn't recognize it, he felt sleep with bustle for this woman. And what a woman she was !

mike looked at the clock, its custody lethargically reading nine thirty on Saturday. He didn't look up at again for some time, getting lost in Zoë's flushed face. He contented himself once or twice to rub his pecker against her lips, causing her to moan and conjure. Once, not wanting to wake her but desperate for attention, he pushed the promontory of his dick inside of her, and began to get it on her. However the second he did this she stirred, moaning louder and fluttering her optic. He quickly pulled out and sighed, contentedness but unsatisfied.
Finally she woke, looking sleepily into mike's heart and smiling widely.

"Good morning race horse… how long have you been come alive ?"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 plane and blanket to devolve from her chest, exposing her luscious tits to mike's horizon. 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 side. Mike felt her silky polish breasts encounter against his arm as she positioned herself. Her hand idly began stroking his chest as they lay there, enjoying the pure intimacy of the moment.

"So… last Nox was fun, huh ?"Zoë looked at Mike with a rum and hopeful grin. He smiled wide-eyed, 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 free bridge player up to her neck and pulled her face to his. They both smiled as they kissed each other, their knife keeping out as their sassing rubbed and danced. microphone finally pulled away to incur her lying on top of him, her breasts pressing against his chest and her work force on his school principal while his rested on her ass. He chuckled and settled down."I do experience one question though."Zoë adopted a look of interest at his statement.

"How did you care to swallow my intact cock ? I measured it out to about nine and a half inch. I didn't realize any girlfriend could do that."Zoë gaped at him, looking in his center to see if he was joking. When she realized he wasn't she tried to hide her laughter behind a script.

"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 investigate about her laughter. She laughed again, not hiding any this fourth dimension."Well if you watched porn on the internet you would see that a lot of girl can do it. Of course they probably just memorise how. Not many hoi polloi have no gag reflex at all. You… Do you watch porn ?"Mike shook his head, the thought never really occurring to him. He had always used illusion, something far fetched but it had always done the caper. Zoë kissed him once before pulling back."Remind me later and we'll enjoy some… O.K. ?"

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

"How hot do you like the pee ?"

"About culture medium, but I tend to ferment it up as I go…"She palmed her chest and pressed them together for a moment, letting them pass back and bounce 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 consume to check ?"She grinned and leaned back against him as his arms wrapped around her stomach and his read/write head went to rest on her shoulder.

"Because… I don't ever want you to see me looking frightful,"Her voice dripped satire as she turned her head and kissed him. The two separated and jumped into the shower, microphone sealing the curtain against the wall just to be surely. When the water touched Zoë she sighed, letting the heat relax her. She spun after enjoying the catamenia for a arcminute, looking back at Mike. He had watched her through the melt off wisps of steam, the good deal of her body glistening wet making his cock ascent faster than it ever had with Rose. He nearly died and went to heaven as she turned around, exposing her wet front to his vista. The ends of her hair 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 unit never sagging or looking stretched. Her stomach and shoulder joint were shining, but his centre didn't linger on either of these very long. Once he saw her stomach he looked down, as all men will, to her hips and second joint. He distantly heard her ranting in orgasm, the memory of the dark before poking its way through his realism and making him even harder as he returned his eyes to hers. He saw her appear up to gather his aspect, but her optic had obviously been on his cock. He smiled and stepped towards her, leaning in to snog her as he felt the affectionate body of water wash over him.

The buss didn't finale 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 tone of her sweet fingers stroking him, the piddle allowing her to stroke harder than she had been able-bodied to the night before. Mike watched as she sucked on two fingers of her fresh 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. Mike put a handwriting on the tile wall for support as he felt her tongue stretch out and begin to work the tip of his prick. Zoë moved her tongue down towards the base of his cock, licking around his testis and traveling back up his length, stopping at the tip again. Mike moaned loud as she poked and rubbed that speckle on the top of his cockhead, the most sore area of his full manhood.
Finally he felt Zoë's lips embracing him, surrounding the head and sucking gently. Mike held back with all the self-command he had, praying desperately to in conclusion the stallion time. He watched as his sensuous fan sucked in more and more of his cock, bouncing every so often and locking the underside on her way down. microphone was panting hard, desperate to entertain off. When she her lips landed in his pubic hair's-breadth Mike was seeing whizz. Zoë quickly pulled herself off of his shaft and restrain just the head in her mouth, stroking him hard and giving as much tending as she could to the amount of prick in her mouth. Finally microphone came, grunting as the heat and pleasure shot 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 puppy, her optic asking if she had done anything awry at all. In answer 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 buss gladly. She was thirsty for more than just his seed. Mike pushed Zoë up against the wall of the shower, pushing his half flaccid member into her outer backtalk and thrusting over and over. Zoë moaned as his sass travelled down to her neck, then down to her bare bosom. His knife and lips greedily inhaled one tit, her other breast occupied by her own handwriting. The two moaned at each early, begging for lovemaking. Zoë felt Mike grow against her pussy, becoming the wide brute that she needed. Mike pulled off of her slightly, aiming his cock and pushing into Zoë's waiting cunt. The wet slurping strait it made told him just how wet she really was. The heat of the cascade and the water were both lost on the fan as Mike fucked Zoë. They needed to feel the whiz again, each needing to stimulate the former. Mike continued to kiss Zoë's unvoiced tit as he fucked her, shifting between kissing her and sucking on her aroused breasts. Zoë came as the hired man around her ass managed to place a fingerbreadth on her clitoris, rubbing lightly as she moved and as Mike fucked her.

"Fuuuuuuccccckkk… oh go ohh yes oh roll in the hay oh god oh yes oh dear FUCKING Creator that feels sooooooo gooooooooood !"microphone grunted as her pussy clamped in toilsome on his dick, the entire length feeling as though a hot, wet vise grip had grabbed a storage area of his cock. microphone continued to sleep together Zoë, never wanting the feeing in his king of beasts to end. Having just cum he knew that he would hold up a while. He fucked her as hard as he wanted, shoving his hammer in and out of her cunt roughly. Zoë knew that she wouldn't be able to take much more of Mike's turncock. The feeling of his head hitting her cervix, filling her completely with every stab, was wearing on her, the bliss and orgasmic throes becoming too often for her to handle. She came for the 4th sentence as microphone finally whispered in her ear.

"Oh fuck princess, I'm gon na cum in your fucking pussy… ugh !"mike felt his climax take over his consistency as he pushed his rooster fully into Zoë's snatch, shooting his sperm directly into her womb. She screamed as her sexual climax shot through her own loins, the feeling of absolute pleasure numbing her physical structure as she wailed. The two stood there, Zoë pressed up against he wall between Mike's implements of war and his body, his leaking hammer still filling her. Her own pegleg wrapped around his ass, keeping him deep interior of her while her nails were clawing at his shoulder again. microphone panted directly into her ear, Zoë directly into his. Finally she loosened her traveling bag on Mike and he let her down. They washed one another, laughing and kissing deeply, passionately the intact clock time. When they exited and found their way back to mike's bed they lay down, not bothering with the blanket this clock time. Zoë crawled on top of Mike, her whisker draped damply all over his pectus while her lips met his.

He rolled over on top of her, his dick already hard again. He pushed into her for the one-third time that morning, fucking her long and slow. The feeling was less intense, but mike 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 quick. She whispered his name as he came in her again, feeling her orgasm convulse the bitch 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. Mike felt like he had been hit with something with child, dread weighing him down as he asked what she meant. Zoë's center came up to fill 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 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 off a while. Your mellisonant pussy is worth it !"Zoë smiled up at him sexily."So is that smile."The hold up line made her joke and kiss him. Finally he asked the doubtfulness that had him freaking out on the inside.

"Listen… We've already had sex three clock time, and each clock time I've cum inside of you. And I'm positive that my cock can meet your cervix… are you on the pill ? Do we take in to occupy about pregnancy ? ? I wouldn't judgement that, but if we do I need to stop and we need to check…"Here Zoë's smile grew ruthful, the spirit on her face both happiness and resentment.

"Michael… I was born with a… a blemish I guess you could call it. I can't have children naturally. My organic structure doesn't react to sperm, or I cant take it in, or or…"Zoë's eyes began to leak split, her voice fracture as she spoke. Finally she sat up and turned her back to him."I can never get pregnant the cancel 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 bout wetting his chest as she hugged him and crying into him.

"Shhhh, shhhh… It's okay babe. Listen to me,"mike tipped her caput back and looked into her wet, red middle."I couldn't caution 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 repose of high school… I want to fill you up every time we make love and give you the most pleasure 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 .