NYE: One Night Stand-He finishes inside Leah's mouth (Luck:-10).

Leah’s amazing tits, body, face, and all the feelings of the night meant he couldn’t hold back anymore. He moved his hand to her head and **** her mouth on his cock.

“That’s it. You’re a dirty little slut, aren’t you?” he taunted, voice a feral snarl.

Leah nodded, unable to speak, mouth stretched wide, but she locked eyes with him and let him see the truth in them: she was his slut, at least for tonight, and she wanted him to ruin her.

He face-fucked her, slamming into her mouth over and over, and Leah moaned around the intrusion, tongue rolling over the head, lips sucking him deeper every time he withdrew. She tasted herself on his cock and she realized with a fresh blush that she liked it—loved it, even. He groaned out loudly as he began to release his load into her mouth.

His load shot into the back of her mouth and down her throat and she struggled to swallow with what might have felt like a dirty version of waterboarding. But the lack of control thrilled her and looking up and seeing the incredible flush of pleasure flash across Michael’s face made her have some inner burning pang of excitement that.

“FUghrhghghghkkkkkk! Arrhghghhhha! Uuuuuaghghgh!” he moaned as he came. When he was finished, he rolled off Leah with a heavy breathing sigh next to Leah. Both their chests were heaving with passion. At least swallowing his load meant less of a mess...and thus less suspicion from Jonathan...hopefully.

"That... that was..." Leah began to say, at a loss for words to describe the intensity of their encounter.

“Mhmmmm fuck that felt good.” He said as he laid there next to her then added “Happy New Year.” Leah blushed crimson, both from the aftermath of their passionate tryst.

“I think we will sleep good tonight…” He said as he crawled under the disheveled covers.

She knew she needed to go though. She didn’t even know what time it was. Jonathan would be worried if she lingered.

“I better get home.” Leah said, pausing, not knowing if she should say anything about needing to get home to her fiancé.

“You sure?” he asked, knowing she probably needed to make a clean break. He certainly had hoped she would stay for another go in the morning. She was a fine piece of ass but at the same time there was a peace of mind of not worrying about her once she left and he went to bed.

“Yeah…I should go.” Leah said as she looked for her panties, they were by the door. She needed to get home.