His balls tightened, and he pounded me harder, faster, building up to a bigger frenzy.
“I’m going to cum in your little cunt,” he seemed to roar. “Cum for me. Cum on my cock,” he commanded.
It was... sublime. I’d never felt anything like it, and it only took seconds before that bundle of nerves started to feel strange. Tingling, the sensation growing stronger and stronger until it was like a wave crashed over me and I was lost at sea, just bucking and screaming beneath my Latin lover.
Romy pounded into me all through it, fucking me like a wild animal lost to passion. My moist cunny juices flowed a
bout his girth and our bodies smacked with a loud, wet crash each time he hammered into me. He continued like that, stoking my fires, teasing my clit and drawing out my orgasm until finally, just as the fog of pleasure began to clear enough for me to see clearly…
I got to watch him lose himself to his own satisfaction.
He thrust in roughly, his dick spasming as he stretched my pussy wider. Loud moans bursting from his lips as he abruptly began to spew his load. Thick gouts of virile seed firing deep inside me as he thrust in to the hilt and coated my womb in his cum.
He knew just as well as I did the risks we were taking, the risks we both wanted to take, in part.
My toned legs tightened around his ass as he came, holding him into me so that he couldn’t try to pull away.
I bit down on his shoulder, muffling my cries, my sound of pleasure, against his warm, salty flesh.
His spine was arched, and he stayed imbedded in me as my pussy drained his manhood dry of every little drop of seed. He shuddered and groaned, squeezing and kneading my breast as he continued to flick my clit and make me squirm and writhe.
“Ohhh fuck yes,” he husked out. “Your pussy is heavenly.”
I was panting for breath, almost too sensitive for words as I licked and suckled at his flesh. He was so perfect, so exquisite, and even though my entire body was singing, I couldn’t stop grinding against him, taking me to that point of explosive bliss once more.
Even as the last of his seed was milked from him into the narrow canal of my cunt, I shuddered, moaned and spasmed. His magnificent hand working my clit, bringing me to such a boil as he watched, enjoying the jiggle of my breasts, the way my face flushed a bright red at the oncoming of my second orgasm.
“Cum for me,” he husked so charmingly. “Cum on my dick.”
My entire body was shaking, like a vibrator, and my pussy clenched him so hard I could feel his body pulsing with life.
“Oh God,” I cried out as I hit that peak again, and felt the rush go through my body, flooding his dick in my sweet juices.
He moaned and rocked his hips, grinding our bodies together as I rode out my second, intense orgasm. I was a sweaty, messy heap, and as I gazed up at my big, buff hunk of a lover… I realized my vacation had only just begun.
So that was just the start of my trip. But here I am, ready to see my parents again for the first time in a while.
Oh, there’s so much more to tell about my trip, but sorry. Right now my mind is on something more dire…
“Sweetie! It’s so good to see you again,” mom says, and dad comes in for a hug.
“How’s college?” dad asks.
“Are you doing well?” mom chimes in, the barrage of questions endless.
“I need to drop out,” I say, and their faces look horror-stricken.
“You can’t!” mom cries.
“You’ve barely even started!” dad protests.
But now I’m reaching down, cradling my stomach with one hand, and the tiny swell there as I whip out the test stick in the other hand.
“I can’t stay. I’m preggers,” I say, and lord help me, I can’t help but smirk a little despite the aghast look on their faces.
Fertile First Time with a Bad Boy Biker
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