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Chapter 302 by sexybjgal69 sexybjgal69

Does Michael finish?

NYE: One Night Stand-He finishes on Leah's tits (Suspicion: +10)

She was still trembling, her breasts shining with sweat, when Michael abruptly slowed. He let go of her hips and pulled out, letting his cock slap against her slick, throbbing slit. For a brief, dizzy second, Leah thought he was done, but then he moved up on top of her and started stroking his cock.

“Aghghgh I love your aughghg fucking ahgghgh tits! AGHGH!” he moaned as he stroked himself, ready to plaster this random cheating slut’s tits with his cum.

He stroked himself furiously and she reached up, pressing her tits together for him, licking her lips with need. The sight must have driven him wild, because after a few rough strokes, Michael grunted once, then unleashed a hot torrent of cum, splattering it across Leah’s chest, her tits in a gooy gift.

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She felt each spurt as a slap, as if he’d marked her. The sensation sent a final jolt through her, and she whimpered laying her head back and sighing as he slid his cock between her tits for one last jolt of enjoyment for him.

She streached out on the bed, gasping for air, her skin sticky and slick with sweat and semen, thighs still twitching from aftershocks. He groaned and laid beside her. Their chests were both heaving—hers a lot more sticky than his.

"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.

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