ed them around.
“Use me,” she repeated. “To get yourself off. I need to have you. I haven’t had you all weekend.”
She looked like a goddess spread out on by bed, thighs apart, thrusting her fingers in and out of her pussy. Already her hand was coated in come. I had a pretty good idea whose it was.
“I don’t care if it takes three minutes or thirty seconds,” she laughed fiendishly. “I need you inside me, Burke.”
The stirring in my shorts had become a full-blown knot now. My cock was swelling with my growing lust, straining to break free.
“I need you right… here.”
I nearly lost it when she took her fingers out and began dragging them over her clit. Kayleen was pulling her shirt up with her free hand. She cupped an exposed breast, pinching the nipple.
“Please,” she cooed. “Baby, I—”
Whatever else she was about to say ended as I pulled my shirt over my head. She reached for me, and I had my boxers down in an instant.
“Ohhhh… yes.”
I climbed onto the bed, and she spread her legs wider for me. I wasn’t ready though. Instead I knelt by her head, guiding myself against her lips.
She raised an eyebrow in surprise… only a second or two before opening wide and taking me straight down her throat.
FUCK. ME.
My shoulders sagged, my body going limp as a whole weekend of pent-up frustration ran out of me through my cock. The warmth of her mouth was amazing. The wetness of her swirling tongue…
Her hand pumped me from the base. Her other hand was still sliding two fingers, in and out of her sloppy pussy…
Christ.
Thirty seconds might’ve been a conservative estimate.
Apparently Kayleen could sense my excitement reaching levels way too close to the edge. Maybe because she quite literally had my balls in the palm of her hand.
“Not in my mouth,” she breathed, pulling me momentarily from between her lips. She patted the hot swamp between her legs. “I need it here…”
I nodded like a zombie, indicating I understood. I lasted another fifteen seconds in her mouth. Maybe twenty.
“That’s it,” I said, guiding her head away. “Lay back…”
Kayleen stretched her arms overhead, grinning in satisfaction. She arched her back as I spread her legs.
“Thirty seconds?”
She bit a finger and nodded. “Uh huh.”
I plunged into her, our bodies coming together in a mutual groan. It was like sheathing myself in liquid fire.
Oh my GOD…
Somehow in all the delirium I actually started fucking her. Counting the strokes each time I pulled back and drove myself home.
I can’t…
One stroke…
I can’t even believe…