When I picked her up, she insisted that we wouldn’t be having sex that night because her p

When I picked her up, she insisted that we wouldn’t be having sex that night because her prescription had run out last month, so of course I teased her through the whole movie, running my hand up the inside of her thigh, brushing her clit with my pinky finger.

When we went to a bar after, I made sure her drinks were doubles, and I made sure she could feel my bulge rub against her every chance I could. When we sat down at a table, I pulled her down on my lap so I could grind up against her.

After five hours of teasing, getting her wetter and wetter, I promised I’d pull out if she wanted to fuck. Half-drunk and completely soaked, she ran her hand down over my cock, wrapped her hand around it, and guided it to her pussy.

She was drenched, and I slipped right in to the base. Her cunt clenched around me, so I rubbed her clit hard and fast, letting her orgasm coax me closer to busting my nut.

I can feel her pussy starting to quiver around me again. I squeeze her breasts, imagining them filling up with milk the way my balls are swelling with cum. I slide my hands up to curl around her shoulders, pull her down hard on my dick, and groan as the first wave of heavy white cream makes my cock thicken as it surges up through me and straight to her cervix.

As she tries to writhe off my pulsing cock, it only makes me cum harder. Every drop is spurted into her bare pussy, and I can only hope that she’ll remember this night for the next nine months.