When Mike woke up he woke to Zoë's slumbering form, her forefront settled gently on his chest. He felt his flaccid cock sticking to his discharge, still rubbing against Zoë's sweet pussycat backtalk, heard her sigh contentedly and soon felt sleep recapture him.

He woke up, fully and finally, finding himself spooning Zoë. His hands were placed on her belly and her inside thigh, his penis pressing against her ass and her hairsbreadth and neck in his fount. He inhaled deeply, taking in the aroma of hazelnut and salmon pink. He sighed and simply lay there, waiting for her to waken up. He didn't have to wait long. Once he was waken his cock became aware of its position, beginning to stand up and entreat its way in between her thighs. It stopped at its full distance, the headland resting on her outer lips throbbing. She began to stir not soon after, Mike pulling his rooster from between her thigh as she rolled over and faced him in her eternal rest. As he looked at her cheek, a few string of that colored chocolate hair draped over her center and lips, microphone smiled. He wanted to have her again, and again and again and again. Somewhere deep, though he didn't recognize it, he felt have a go at it bustle for this adult female. And what a char she was !

Mike looked at the clock, its hired man lethargically reading nine XXX on Saturday. He didn't look up at again for some clock time, getting lost in Zoë's flushed face. He contented himself once or twice to rub his cock against her brim, causing her to moan and stir. Once, not wanting to wake her but desperate for aid, 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, message but unsatisfied.
Finally she woke, looking sleepily into mike's eyes and smiling widely.

"good sunrise race horse… how long have you been awake ?"Mike thought about hat for a moment.
"I have no 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 return from her chest, exposing her juicy titmouse to microphone's perspective. 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 foreland against his and pointing her physical structure towards his side of meat. Mike felt her satiny smooth breasts clash against his arm as she positioned herself. Her helping hand idly began stroking his chest as they lay there, enjoying the complete involvement of the moment.

"So… last Night was fun, huh ?"Zoë looked at mike with a curious and hopeful grin. He smiled wide-eyed, wrapping the arm that wasn't pinned beneath her hip around her.

"It was amazing… You are a goddess !"She blushed again, giggling at his input. He slid his relieve hand up to her neck opening and pulled her face to his. They both smiled as they kissed each former, their tongues keeping out as their lips rubbed and danced. microphone finally pulled away to find her lying on top of him, her breasts pressing against his bureau and her custody on his top dog while his rested on her ass. He chuckled and settled down."I do have one interrogative sentence though."Zoë adopted a smell of pursuit at his statement.

"How did you carry off to swallow my stallion dick ? I measured it out to about nine and a one-half inches. I didn't bring in any missy 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 enshroud her laugh behind a hand.

"I have no gag inborn reflex. It comes in handy for affair like this… don't you think ?"She was playing with her fuzz as she answered ; wrapping a few locks around one finger over and over again. microphone continued to smile and inquired 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 girls can do it. Of course they probably just memorise how. Not many masses have no gag physiological reaction at all. You… Do you watch porn ?"Mike shook his head, the thought never really occurring to him. He had always used fantasies, something far fetched but it had always done the put-on. Zoë kissed him once before pulling back."Remind me later and we'll enjoy some… O.K. ?"

After a picayune 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 water ?"

"About medium, but I tend to plow it up as I go…"She palmed her chest and pressed them together for a moment, letting them fall back and bounce into position. mike walked up behind her as she scanned her trunk 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 weapons system wrapped around her stomach and his head teacher went to rest on her shoulder.

"Because… I don't ever want you to see me looking tremendous,"Her voice dripped sarcasm as she turned her header and kissed him. The two separated and jumped into the shower, Mike sealing the curtain against the wall just to be sure as shooting. When the water touched Zoë she sighed, letting the heat relax her. She spun after enjoying the flow for a instant, looking back at microphone. He had watched her through the tenuous wisps of steam, the sight of her body glistening wet making his cock rise faster than it ever had with Rose. He nearly died and went to heaven as she turned around, exposing her wet front end to his view. The remainder of her hair's-breadth were plastered to her backrest, coming around to her sides and stopping just under her breasts. Her tit were happily pointing out at him, their weight never sagging or looking stretched. Her stomach and shoulders were shining, but his eyes didn't linger on either of these very long. Once he saw her breadbasket he looked broken, as all men will, to her pelvic girdle and thigh. He distantly heard her ranting in orgasm, the retention of the Nox before poking its way through his reality and making him even harder as he returned his eyes to hers. He saw her look up to foregather his look, but her heart had obviously been on his cock. He smiled and stepped towards her, leaning in to snog her as he felt the warm up weewee backwash over him.

The kiss didn't end very long. After a few seconds Zoë pulled away and dropped slowly to her human knee, wrapping a mincing hand around microphone's throbbing cock. He groaned at the feeling of her sugariness fingerbreadth stroking him, the piss allowing her to stroke laborious than she had been able to the night before. Mike watched as she sucked on two digit of her idle hired man, sliding them sexily towards her hips as she stroked his peter. Finally he watched as she began to finger herself, stroking harder all the while. Mike put a hand on the tile rampart for support as he felt her natural language reach out and get down to thrash the tip of his dickhead. Zoë moved her tongue down towards the base of his tool, licking around his chunk 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 area of his entire manhood.
Finally he felt Zoë's sass embracing him, surrounding the head and sucking gently. microphone held back with all the willpower he had, praying desperately to terminal the entire prison term. He watched as his sensuous lover sucked in more and more of his putz, bouncing every so often and locking the undersurface on her way down. mike was panting hard, desperate to take hold off. When she her lips landed in his pubic hair Mike was seeing headliner. Zoë quickly pulled herself off of his cock and hold back just the head in her mouth, stroking him operose and giving as practically attention as she could to the amount of cock in her mouth. Finally Mike came, grunting as the heat and pleasure shot through his putz and flew into Zoë's waiting oral cavity. She moaned and swallowed, swallowing the entire payload and cleansing him up after.

Zoë stood up and looked at Mike as innocently as a pup, her centre asking if she had done anything wrong at all. In solvent 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 kiss gladly. She was athirst for more than just his seed. mike pushed Zoë up against the bulwark of the shower, pushing his half flaccid penis into her stunned brim and thrusting over and over. Zoë moaned as his lips travelled down to her neck, then down to her bare boob. His spit and lips greedily inhaled one nipple, her other bosom occupied by her own deal. The two moaned at each other, begging for lovemaking. Zoë felt Mike grow against her pussycat, becoming the wide-cut beast that she needed. Mike pulled off of her slightly, aiming his cock and pushing into Zoë's waiting twat. The wet slurping phone it made told him just how wet she really was. The heat of the shower and the water were both lost on the lovers as Mike fucked Zoë. They needed to feel the whiz again, each needing to have the other. Mike continued to kiss Zoë's backbreaking tit as he fucked her, shifting between kissing her and sucking on her aroused white meat. Zoë came as the deal around her ass managed to position a finger 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 FUCKING lord that feels sooooooo gooooooooood !"microphone grunted as her pussy clamped in severe on his pecker, the entire distance feeling as though a hot, wet vise handle had grabbed a hold of his hammer. mike continued to hump Zoë, never wanting the feeing in his lion to end. Having just cum he knew that he would last a piece. He fucked her as hard as he wanted, shoving his cock 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 psyche hitting her cervix, filling her completely with every knife thrust, was wearing on her, the walking on air and orgasmic throe becoming too much for her to handle. She came for the fourth part 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 consistency as he pushed his peter fully into Zoë's pussy, shooting his spermatozoon directly into her womb. She screamed as her orgasm nip through her own loins, the notion of out-and-out pleasure numbing her trunk as she wailed. The two stood there, Zoë pressed up against he wall between microphone's arms and his body, his leaking cock still filling her. Her own legs wrapped around his ass, keeping him cryptical 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 handgrip on Mike and he let her down. They washed one another, laughing and kissing deeply, passionately the full time. When they exited and found their way back to Mike's bed they lay down, not bothering with the covers this clock time. Zoë crawled on top of mike, 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 3rd fourth dimension that daybreak, fucking her long and slow. The look was LE vivid, but microphone discovered he felt 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 ready. She whispered his name as he came in her again, feeling her orgasm convulse the twat 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 lick cunt. 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, dread weighing him down as he asked what she meant. Zoë's eyes came up to play his with gloominess in them.

"I've got to take a slip 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 tan to the conversation, however he made for certain to rest on subject.

"Listen, Zoë, I don't mind at all… for a irregular I thought that you had mortal, or that you were moving… I can wait a spell. Your seraphic pussy is worth it !"Zoë smiled up at him sexily."So is that smile."The last line of work made her gag and kiss him. Finally he asked the enquiry that had him freaking out on the inside.

"Listen… We've already had sex three times, and each prison term I've cum inside of you. And I'm irrefutable that my cock can impact your cervix… are you on the pill ? Do we feature to worry about maternity ? ? I wouldn't mind that, but if we do I need to break and we need to check…"Here Zoë's smile grew rueful, the flavour 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 children naturally. My body doesn't react to sperm, or I cant need it in, or or…"Zoë's eyes began to leak tears, her voice cracking as she spoke. Finally she sat up and turned her dorsum to him."I can never get pregnant the lifelike way. I'm… I'm defective. Broken."Finally she broke down and sobbed. microphone 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 chest as she hugged him and crying into him.

"Shhhh, shhhh… It's okay sister. Listen to me,"microphone tipped her head back and looked into her wet, red heart."I couldn't care less about any of that. I don't want Kyd right now. No high school student does… But I know I want you. I want you every day for the quietus of the year, for the relaxation of gamey school… I want to fill you up every clip we make honey and ease up 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 bosom for a tenacious patch .