We panted as he held me close against him, one hand behind my neck as he kissed my forehead. Short, tight strokes…right there…I stared at him, nodding, nodding…then finally screamed aloud and clamped on him as he came deep in me, grunting and panting, collapsing and rolling onto the couch together. “Look at me.” I pulled my eyes back to his, trying to focus. “I’m going to cum in you.” Weakly I nodded and automatically reached down to my swollen clit. “Same time.
Limp underneath him now, both hands pulling onto my hips, my pussy open and excited. Then the floating and I dimly heard a relieved “Fuck yeah, baby, so hot” as he continued to pound me. NOW!” I couldn’t speak, my eyes bulged, everything curled inside and I screamed inwardly, spasming so tight I thought my bones would crush him. One hand on my wrists still, he leaned forward and grabbed my throat again. “You’re going to cum on my cock.” My eyes widened. “That’s it, pussy doesn’t lie does it?” He was clearly smug. We could both hear my pussy now, plain as day. My eyes rolled back in my head, involuntarily. He stayed pressed inside, leaning into me as I struggled.”Fight me with what? Your new manicure? I don’t think so.” He expertly grabbed both my wrists in one hand and tossed my leg up on his shoulder. It hurt a little and I balled up my fists, struggling with my hips still. I am a fucker.” With that he speared in, long and big, one push. He flipped me over on the couch, right under the big lamp, as I kicked at him. “Get off me, fucker!” I squealed. You wanted the whole neighborhood to see, right?” He dragged me here and there by my throat as I gasped for breath, bent over the ottoman as he fingered me, face pressed into the leather. “Ah, I was right,” the voice said, meditatively. “This will be easier than I thought.” All I could do was claw at his hand and futilely kick behind me as he deftly avoided my feet. Gruff voice. “You know you shouldn’t wander around in your living room naked while the curtains are open.” FUCK! I struggled against him, my mouth held shut still. Suddenly a big hand tight around my throat, arching my jaw up so I couldn’t speak. Kids gone away to a slumber party…finally some peace and quiet. I was wandering around the living room after my shower, wrapped up in a towel, putting the last bits of the birthday scene away.
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