“Oh, fuck.” Greg thrusts his hips more, and I know we’re getting close. “Faster. Harder. Slower. Shit. I don’t know what I want.”
I laugh before I take him into my mouth, hearing his groan. He stiffens more, so we’re even closer. “I’ll eat this one too and let it drip from my mouth. Just like it dripped down my legs.”
He grabs my head, trying to slow me. “Buttercup, stop. Let me cream your pussy.”
I sit up some. “Why?”
Greg pulls me close to his mouth. “Because I want to be inside you all fucking day.” My mouth drops open, speechless instead of having his dick in it. He hisses, “Hurry up! This cumshot is for a limited time.”
I kneel up and straddle him as I pull my underwear aside. “As it drips in my underwear, your cum will own my pussy, inside and out, all day.”
“That’s fire, baby.” He pulls on my hips as he thrusts while I sink onto him. It’s a powerful move, and my orgasm races ahead as we screw fast. Greg pants, “I love you so much, Simone.”
I barely get the words out before I come. “I love you too. Oh, God!”
“Son of a fuck.” Greg’s body stiffens, and I feel his hot stream erupting. “Goddamn. Burn it down.”
He grabs my ass and drives me hard onto his twitching dick, making me come again. My yells are not neighborhood friendly. My pussy constricts tightly, and even Greg squeals, “Holy shit!”
I rub my groin against his balls, out of breath, and Greg moans as I lift off his dick. He immediately sticks a finger into me and groans again. “I want to see it.”
I pull his hand to show him the whitish cum coating his finger. I then put his finger into my mouth, and the look on his face makes me giggle with a mouthful. I lean in and kiss him, so he tastes himself. He flinches at first but then tongues me, licking it from mine, which nearly gets me off again. I reach down for another dip, and pulling away, I suck and then kiss him again, which this time, he’s not as averse to licking it from my tongue. I’m not the only freak, and my love for him only grows.
He says, “That was fucking awesome. I got both a mind-blowing BJ and a hot screw. I love how you love me.”
I give Greg a slow kiss, and then with my smiling lips against his, I moan in content and admit, “Baby, loving you this hard is so easy. You’re my favorite person and own my heart forever, Greg.”
I lean back, and he sweeps hair from my face. His brown eyes reflect more than his post-orgasmic afterglow. “I feel the same about you. I’ve never been so in love before. I don’t know what I did or would do without you, Simone. You’re my favorite person and safest place, baby.”
I smile, and he leans closer to kiss me before I leave his cock to adjust my underwear and skirt. He pulls up his pants and then runs his hand into his hair, exhaling a deep breath.
I laugh. “Are you satisfied now?”
“For now.”
“I guess you won’t have to visit me at lunch.”
He glances at me with a cocked eyebrow. “Oh. I’ll still be there. I’ll never turn down sex with you.”
“My hubby is a sex fiend,” I tease.
“Only for my wifey.”
I laugh. “So, we’re that kind of married couple?”
“Is there any other kind?” His smile is innocent and his eyes curious, and it’s the best thing I’ve seen in my life.
I giggle. “Nope.”
“Didn’t think so.” He abruptly kisses me, and I laugh into it.
Putting on my coat, I sigh. “Okay. I really need to go before your mother asks where I’ve been.”
Greg laughs. “She knows you were banging her son in a hotel room. She encouraged us to fuck.”
“Holy shizz! Don’t say that!”
“And don’t say shit like shizz. What the hell is that, anyway?”