A delayed departure

I end up lying down with Vanessa. Since I haven’t had the chance to suckle her tits, I do that for a while; which leaves a hand free, of course, so naturally I take the opportunity to finger her while I stuff my mouth with fat, creamy boob. She cums hard on my fingers, which reminds me that I haven’t had the chance to eat her out, either. I make her cum once with my tongue in her cunt and twice while I finger her and suckle her clit. By that point, my cock is aching again, and she’s not resisting, so I climb on top and bury it in her cunt one more time. I give her a long, slow, tender fuck, suckling her huge tits the whole time. She caresses my back, strokes my hair, and moans my name.

When I’ve left another load in Vanessa’s pussy, and she’s cum a couple more times, I pull out and throw my clothes back on. She looks up at me from the sheet, still luxuriously naked. “You know,” she purrs, “the others would get me in a lot of trouble, but if you wanted to cum over and fuck me on the table while we’re having dinner, you’d be welcome. If you don’t mind the idea of having a wild foursome, anyway . . .”

“I’ll bear that in mind,” I say with a smirk, and turn to go.