Later that night

"John, it's Cathy. You know what I want, I'm sure, so don't keep me waiting," she tells you when she calls you a few hours later, making no pretenses about why she was.

"If I didn't know any better, I'd swear you just made a booty call to me Cathy," you tease her as you look at her in her nightwear, a loose-fitting t-shirt and a short pair of shorts, and wonder what she has on underneath.

"It was absolutely a booty call. I had to "slip into something a little more comfortable" before I let you "slip into me,"" she teases you as she lays down on the bed, spreading her legs for you.

"I hope you don't have any other pressing business, either baby, Because as long as I am staying here, I will be calling to hook up with you every night," Cathy teases you as she undresses, giving you a good look at her tight, glistening pussy as you do the same.

"FUCK that's a tight looking pussy," you whisper under your breath as you free your dick and climb on top of her, Cathy making out with you as she starts to lead it to her cunt.

"Fuck me," she whispers in your ear, her legs wrapping around you as your cock disappears into her pussy, thrusting deeper and deeper inside of her as you start to fuck her.

And it didn't see,m like there was any question where your cum was going to go at the end of the fuck, either.