The cream leather seat seared her skin as she threw herself into it. She smiled down at him, pressed a hand to his chest, put the other in her hair and ground herself against him. Hentai Their eyes found each other. They passed over each vein lurking along the uncut shaft; they lingered on the shiny puddles of spent seed hiding in the folds of his athletic groin; they measured the amount of space she had to work with beside his hips. “We’re all in this together, now, and if I remember your last cycle…you’re ovulating.”
“What in the fuck is happening here?!”
The lovers threw shocked glances at the open doorway. Cal again had much wetness on his pubic area, but it was whiter and thicker than before, and its source was no mystery. Her mind flashed to the first time she took its bulbous head in her mouth, struggling with it but wanting it inside her, and how it hurt ever wonderfully when they made love for the first months of their relationship.
