Scars mainly. And every one of ‘em a tale I’d be happy to talk about another time with her.
“You’re pretty fucking perfect yourself, Harry,” she drawls, making me chuckle.
Her humor. Her intense emotions. And yeah, even her sassy attitude. That kind of fire that a lot of people lose when they’re about her age, but Megan’s kept it.
And it’s all mine to share with her.
I’ll just be adding a log of my own to her fire and really get it blazing, which is what both her hands start reaching for and I haven’t even got her fully undressed yet.
“It won’t go off?” she asks cautiously, sitting herself up forward on the sofa as I resign myself to Megan taking her turn at ‘you show me yours I’ll show you mine’.
And she’s as eager to explore me as I am her, so between us we’re starting to look like a human pretzel.
I’m finding out just how tight my little virgin is down there.
She’s using both hands to pump my already twitching cock, marveling at my precome as it flows in clear beads.
Unbuttoning and lifting off her blouse, her chest spills free, and I groan louder.
Feeling my seed rising up my shaft, ready to erupt just from the sight of her.
Feeling how close I am, and knowing how close she is herself, I’m not surprised when she pumps me harder and faster.
Bringing those breasts and her whole body closer.
Smashing her tits against my thighs and my rising balls, finally using them with her hands to fuck my rod that feels like white-hot steel being hammered.
Fucking me with those tits like I could never have dreamed using only her hands and chest. Instantly shining with my drooling lube.
“Oooh… Harry,” she coos, trying to sound like she’s scolding me for being so hard. So big and oh so ready to blow my fucking load all over her sweet tits and face if she keeps this up.
“Itmaygo off—” I gasp, gritting my teeth and letting my head fall back for a second.
My hands reach for her hair and feel its softness running through my fingers, the softness of her creamy skin on mine.
It’s like drawing water from a well, and in a final masterstroke, literally. She moves as much of her precious mouth over my engorged helm, taking all she can as she hums a moan.
My fingers find her slick valley again. Two inside her, moving in and out slowly as I gently curl them.
My thick thumb feels soft against the hardness of her clit. Her swollen nub buzzing like a bee as I feel her insides clench.
She stops bobbing for apples just long enough to swear loudly.
Ordering me to fuck her.
“Harry… Harry, you need to fuck me… Right…Now….,” she growls.
Her eyes roll back as she struggles to support her chest and hands that are shaking so much it makes her whole body ripple.
Making my attempts to stop from coming look like a losing battle.
“Just… Perfect….,” I groan, and she whimpers something I can’t hear fully over myself.
Her whole body stiffens in an instant, her eyes look up and lock on mine, and I feel her shuddering climax on my fingers until an almost pleading look in her eyes gives me permission to do the same.
The sight and feel of my dick erupting sets her into a renewed frenzy.
Pumping me harder as she grinds down on my fingers inside her. My thumb pushing her clit so hard I’m scared she’ll break. But that low, guttural growl she’s making tells me this is how she likes it.