Page 85 of Golden Goal

She moans in response, her hips moving rhythmically to gain more friction against my hand. Eager to please her, I collect her wetness at her entrance before adding a second finger into the mix, using them to circle her sensitive clit.

Sutton’s gasping for breath, her hips moving in a fervent rhythm as she presses down to increase the pressure on her sensitive clit. Panting heavily, she lets out a harsh breath, and her voice is laden with desire as she says, "Fuck me."

I'm taken aback by her words, not expecting her to be so forward without any prompting from me. She whines in frustration as our rhythm falters.

In a hasty, slurred manner, she slurs, "No, no, no," and quickens her hips, determined to regain her previous feelings.

I regain my composure and assure her, "I've got you. Be a good girl and come for me, and I’ll fuck you just the way you like."

She nods fervently, her desire evident as she repeats, "Please, please."

I continue the motion and ask, "Like this?" Hoping she'll find release soon, given that I'm aching myself, my hard cock straining against my boxers.

She gasps, "More." I interpret her request as a need for added pressure rather than a faster pace, so I press down harder while maintaining the same rhythm that has her so worked up.

Her response is a breathy, "Yes, yes!" as she reaches her peak, and I gradually slow down my movements, allowing her to savor the sensations for as long as possible.

I bury my face in her neck, inhaling her intoxicating scent, and leave a trail of kisses from her jaw to her shoulder, savoring this intimate moment.

Standing up straight, I ask, "Did you like that?" I withdraw my hand from her, and she tilts her head back to look at me over her shoulder.

I slide two of my fingers into my mouth to savor her sweet taste. As her flavor washes over my tongue, I briefly wish I had used my mouth on her instead. There's something incredibly erotic about the way she tastes and how her release gets all over my face. It's even better if she's wet enough for it to drip down my chin.

Her gaze lowers as she watches me clean off my hand with my tongue. With my other hand, resting on her hip, I pull her back against my rock-hard cock, which is inadequately concealed behind the zipper of my jeans. The desire between us is palpable and I'm more than ready to fuck my beautiful girlfriend.

"Look forward," I instruct, and without hesitation, she complies. I lean in close and whisper into her ear, "Anyone could have seen you. Watched how I made you come with only my fingers. Do you want me to fuck you?"

Sutton rests her forehead against the window and pleads with me, her voice heavy with need. "Yes, please fuck me. I need you."

Her words are my undoing. "Stay just like this," I respond as I remove my hands from her and swiftly tear my shirt off. I head to my bedside table, yanking open the drawer and grabbing a condom, eager to return to my girl as soon as possible.

As I make my way back to her, I flick open the button of my jeans and pull down the zipper, providing some much-needed relief for my aching cock. Settling in behind Sutton, I shove down my jeans and boxers, letting my rock-hard dick spring free, its heat radiating against my abdomen.

I grasp my cock, giving it a few rough strokes, preparing to enter her. Sutton peers over her shoulder at me, her gaze locked on my actions. I slide the condom onto my cock and position the head at her entrance, ready to make her mine once more.

Just as I'm about to slide inside Sutton, I hear voices coming from outside. I look up to see people coming and going from the house across the street, and a few linger on the porch. I reach up to gently nudge Sutton's chin forward.

"Watch them," I tell her in a hushed tone. "They're oblivious to the fact that I'm about to make you come on my cock, and if they were to look up, they could see how well my girl takes me."

Truthfully, the chances of them noticing us are slim, but Sutton doesn't know that, and her soaked pussy tells me she loves the idea anyway.

"Ready?" I ask, leaning forward to kiss her shoulder. I notice her fingers trying to grip the window as she exhales an excited "Yes."

With one firm thrust, I go all the way inside Sutton's tight, welcoming pussy. The sensation is nothing short of heavenly, and I can't help but revel in the fact that this beautiful girl desires me just as much as I desire her. Incoherent words tumble from her pouty lips as I thrust into her, hitting that special spot that makes her see stars.

Sutton's hands begin to slip on the glass, and she can no longer support herself. In one fluid motion, I step back from the window, still deeply connected with Sutton, and lower myself to my knees. I position Sutton on all fours and grasp her throat, pulling her upward.

Her small, delicate back nestles against my broad, muscled chest, her sexy thighs resting on my much larger ones. I resume my thrusts, only now she throws her head back against my shoulder as I move my hips rapidly.

Sutton rambles incoherently, her voice laced with desire, "So good. More, more, more."

I'm thoroughly turned on by her words and the way she loses herself in the moment, unable to contain her pleasure. It's a sign that I'm doing everything right, and it intensifies the connection between us.

She gasps and then murmurs, "Want to look at you."

I pause and lift her off me, allowing her to land on her knees. Sutton quickly turns around and climbs into my lap. I shift so that I'm seated, and she sinks down onto my intensely hard cock, beginning to ride me.

I grip Sutton's hips firmly, attempting to hold her still to prolong our pleasure. I expect her to resist my control, but to my surprise, she surrenders willingly.

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