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I carry Kayley to the living room and position her on the couch. She helps me unbuckle my belt and release my cock. Before I can offer it to her, Kayley holds it at the hilt and puts her lips around my tip. I chuckle when she explores my shaft using her tongue while looking at my face.
"I never thought of you as somebody aggressive, Kayley," I say while holding her hair in a ponytail.
"Do you know how long I've waited for these moments with you?" Kayley giggles. "I'll be twenty-nine in a few months, and last night is only the third time I had...,"
She stops rubbing my shaft after realizing her almost confession. When Kayley looks up at me, I can read that she wants to confess again. But it's too soon. I only had a day with her. It's not enough to give her reasons to continue loving me even after knowing my contributing lies.
“Then, let’s make this the fourth this week, and later, the fifth,” I cut in.
Kayley wants to correct me, so I push the tip into her mouth. She pauses for a while before taking my cock into her mouth. I shudder at the warmth and call her name. I look down and find Kayley smiling. She keeps her eyes on me and rolls my shaft in one of her inner cheeks. The soft friction introduces tiny sparks on my skin and spreads through my veins. I hold her head and thrust against her inner cheek to feel more of the heat and pleasure.
She holds my hips still to keep me from pulling out of her mouth. I let go of a controlled scream and pull out my cock. I turn to the couch and release my cum. "Why are you amazing at everything?" I flop on the chair and gasp for air. I rarely get an orgasm from a blowjob, and Kayley has never failed in giving me one.
Kayley rises from the floor. She raises an eyebrow and displays a playful smile. Beautiful. She always glows when she is naughty. Kayley slowly rolls her shirt while dancing without music. I laugh when she throws me her shirt and starts pulling down her pants.
I almost forgot how naughty she was. Another trait my family loves about her. My father used to tell me that her naughtiness matches my mom's. And if Kayley ends up my wife, I'll enjoy her naughty impulses.
Another reason to make her my wife – for real.
“Oh, I love you, Kayley,” I pull her close to me and lick the skin above the band of her panties. She unfastens her bra to release her breasts. I hold each of them with my hands and lick the valley between them. “I love everything about you.”
Kayley giggles when I slide one of my hands inside her panties and reaches for her slit. She holds and massages my head while her fingers thread through my hair. I suck her tits and roll my fingers along her folds and clit. Kayley throws her head back and arches her body as the pleasure takes over her.
“I want you, Lionel,” she moans while I insert my fingers into her opening. “I want you inside me.”
I catch her other boob and suck her nipple while I continue to fuck her with my fingers. She spread her legs wider to give me more access, but Kayley becomes impatient. She pushes me to the couch’s board and pulls my hand out of her undies. With a swift move, she drops her panties on the floor and climbs on my lap.
"I'm not going to let you slip away again," I tell Kayley before ravishing her mouth passionately.
She reaches for my cock and guides it to her pussy. Her inexperience makes it difficult for her, so I take it and do the rest. Kayley shakily inhales as her walls swallow my cock. The gravity allows me to reach inside her deeper; the position permits me to touch her favorite pleasurable spots with less effort.
Kayley bites her lips and smiles at me. "Can we stay like this, Lionel?" She sounds begging, but her eyes show her frustration.
I tie her long hair into a ponytail and hold it as an anchor while I kiss her deeply. "We can't," her eyes shake with fear. I laugh and add, "You have to move, or I'll die from the pain, Kayley."
“Oh!” She panics and almost pulls away from me.
I hold her by the hips to keep her on top of me. “Ride me, Kayley,” I hold back my laugh. “Show me your cheerleader grinds.”
Kayley turns red with embarrassment. I caress her butt cheeks and urge her to move by kissing her. She moves her hips up and down repeatedly. What should I do with you? Many women grind better than her, but she’s the only one I can’t stop looking at.
I squeeze her butt, alarming her to stop. "Sway those hips, Kayley," I guide her to move forward and back. "Remember when I taught you to ride horses? Do it like that, but don't be gentle."
Her eyebrows curve as my suggestion offends her. I slide a hand on her nape and distract her with another kiss. “Ride me, Kayley.”
I keep her eyes on me while guiding her hips with my other hand. Her mouth opens, and she breathes deeper while she steers her hips. I chuckle when she releases a moan. "You like it, huh?" She only replies to my tease with a tiny giggle.
My hands move to her back as she arches away from me. She calls my name while she rotates her hips. She throws her head back and offers me her chest when I lick one of her nipples. I suck her nipples; she ends up screaming my name.
Her movements become smoother as she matches the patterns of her moves to a rhythm. As she steers her hips, my cock convulses to the heat of the friction and the squeezes of her greedy vaginal walls. Kayley wants me. She wants more of me.
She pauses to catch her breath and leans closer to me. I capture her forehead with my cheek and feel her heavy breaths land on my face. Kayley's smile grows bigger as she exhales. She chuckles and kisses me, pushing her tongue into my mouth.
“Make me cum, please,” Kayley whispers.
“Gladly.”
Kayley slides to my side, and I push her to the corner of the couch. She raises her hands and ends up knocking over the lamp. We freeze to listen to whether Kollie has woken up. We laugh when she doesn't.
“I’ll buy you a new one,” I say before wrapping her legs around my hips.
“Lionel,” she calls and kisses me as I push my cock back inside her. “I love you.”
I kiss the tear that rolls down to the side of her eyes. “Everything will be okay. I’ll make it right.”
Kayley clings to my neck as I thrust in her with more intensity. The couch screeches and shakes the end table. A piece of clay doll rolls and drops on the floor. We stop again to listen for Kollie. When she doesn't make a sound, we continue rocking each other. Another toy drops on the floor.
"That's it!" I roll away from Kayley. I grab the stuff from the end tables next to the couch to place them on the floor. Kayley also crawls to the other end to take the rest. "Stop," I say when she's about to crawl back to where I am. "Stay like that."
Kayley is on her fours while on top of the couch. Her arms are on the board and the handle. She is in a perfect position. Kayley turns to me but doesn't move. She shudders when I lick her spine and stop at the backs of her ears.
“This will be great,” I whisper to her before thrusting my cock into her pussy.
Kayley shakes as I shag her from behind. She counters my moves by pushing her hips against me. She trembles as her weight tires her arms and knees. I slid my hand under her breasts to help her control her balance. With my aid, she quickly gets into the rhythm of my thrusts. Her boobs jiggle and slap against my arm while she shakes with me. Her overflowing wetness adds to the slapping sound of our crotches. Our moans become music filling the small room.
The heat from her walls intensifies the convulsions of my cock. My desire to cum increases. Kayley scratches the cover of the couch to control her urge to climax, too. “Please,” she mutters.
I hug Kayley tightly in my arms and thrust at a shallow but fast pace – targeting the woman's pleasure spot a few inches above her clit. Her moans become loud but broken. She ends it with long hisses and a controlled scream of my name. Suddenly, she tenses and releases herself into orgasm.
"I'm sorry," she murmurs while shuddering and twisting.
I stop and let Kayley enjoy the moment. After she stops chasing her breath, I bend her lower and thrust my cock deeper. She hisses again as I increase my pace. My grunts overshadow her voice. Kayley fights and holds her position to give me my chance of reaching my optimum satisfaction. As always, she loves spoiling me.
“Kayley,” I call while trying to get through her tightening walls.
They are as greedy as their owner. They squeeze me hard, forcing me to release myself even when I want to keep the beautiful heat for a long time. But as Kayley starts to enjoy her journey to a second orgasm, excitement wraps me. I ram against her harder; she counters my moves with the same intensity. Lustful cravings fill us, and we create another round of music with our moans while we almost break the couch.
“Yes. Yes,” Kayley repeats as I go faster and harder against her. “Lionel,” she calls.
I lift her and bury my face in her neck. With a few hard thrusts, we explode to orgasm together. Our bodies stay glued to each other, sharing the same heat, enjoying the same pleasure, and marveling at each other's shuddering muscles.
"Lionel," Kayley calls as we drop onto the couch. I hold her close and brush my lips on her skin while we wait for our hearts and bodies to calm down.
“I’ve never done it after lunch before,” I mutter and panic after realizing my words. But Kayley is still so dreamy from her orgasm that she doesn’t seem to hear.
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