The fucking :)

Sarah giggled as they ascended the stairs, the sound filling the air as she trailed her fingertips on her wet and dripping pussy. She glanced over her shoulder at Chad, who was already busying himself with cleaning up the dining room. She winked at Kyle, her blue eyes sparkling with mischief. "You know, maybe we should make Chad clean up the mess I left behind too," she whispered, referring to the trail of her juices on the floor and stairs.

Kyle chuckled, his breath tickling Sarah's ear. "You think so, baby girl?" he asked, his voice low and husky. "Don't you think you get to much responsibility on you hubby?" He squeezed her hip gently, his fingers flexing under the soft material of her dress.

Sarah shrugged innocently, her cheeks flushing slightly. "Well, it's only fair, right? You are our guest." She looked up at Kyle, her lips curving into a teasing smile. "I entertain you, and he helps me." They reached the master bedroom door and Sarah paused, glancing back at the staircase one last time before stepping inside. The room was dimly lit, the only light coming from the small lamp on the nightstand. The king-sized bed dominated the space, its plush comforter inviting them to climb in and explore.

Kyle shut the door behind them and turned to Sarah, his eyes hungry as he took in her figure. She was wearing a lacy black bra and matching thong, her long blond hair cascading down her back in a sexy mess. He took a step closer, his erection pressing against his pants. "I think we should get you out of that dress, don't you?" he purred, reaching for the tiny buttons at her neck.

Sarah let out a delighted giggle as Kyle began to undress her, revealing more and more of her curves. She stepped out of her dress and kicked it aside, standing before him in nothing but her lingerie. "I think I need a little help with this," she said, motioning to his pants. Kyle chuckled and quickly obliged, shimmying out of his slacks and boxers, freeing his hardened cock.

She laid back on the bed, spreading her legs invitingly, and Kyle climbed on top of her, positioning his cock at her entrance. He thrust in deeply, feeling her tightness grip him as he began to move in a slow, steady rhythm. The sounds of their skin slapping together filled the room, and Sarah arched her back, moaning in pleasure.

As Kyle fucked her, she wrapped her legs around his waist, her fingernails digging into his shoulders. She kissed him passionately, their tongues dancing together as they breathed heavily into each other's mouths. "Daddy," she whispered, her voice husky with desire. "I need you to cum inside me." Her words sent a shiver down his spine.

At that point in time, the inside of Sarah's head was a mess of feelings. She knew that Kyle was only using her body as a sex help for himself, or at least she convinced herself that this what was he was doing. But at the same time, she wanted to make it a pleasurable experience for him. So, the kiss they shared was deep and passionate, their tongues dancing together as their bodies moved in perfect harmony. As Kyle's thrusts grew faster and deeper, she could feel him getting closer to climaxing.

"I'm going to cum, baby," he groaned, his hips bucking harder against her. "Feel me up, Daddy." She tightened her legs around him, arching her back in encouragement. With a growl, he emptied himself inside her, his hot seed filling her up in waves. As the last spasm subsided, they collapsed together on the bed, panting heavily.

"That was... intense," Kyle gasped, letting his body weight pin Sarah to the bed as he caught his breath. Her breasts pressed into his sweaty chest, his softening cock still inside her. Sarah arched her back slightly, enjoying the weight of him on top of her. She wrapped her arms and legs around him, holding him close, not letting him go.

"Did I tell how sad it is that Chad can't fuck me like that?" Sarah whispered, her voice barely audible against Kyle's ear. "He's so... clumsy." She winced at the memory of her husband's lovemaking. "But you ..." She let out a small moan as he continued to thrust inside her with his half-hard cock. "You know just how to make me feel good."

Kyle groaned, his movements growing more urgent as he felt himself growing harder again. "You are making me hard again." he said lifting himself above her. Sarah's eyes where looking down, her lower lip slightly between her teeth as she looked mischievous as ever. "Well, Daddy. it is not my fault you are so easy to make hard... Unlike my husband?" She threw a quick glance up to Kyle's face, to check his reaction.

The reaction was instantaneous, and Sarah's body arched in pleasure as Kyle's cock thrust deep inside her. Her moans filled the room, and she writhed beneath him, her fingernails digging into his back. Her hips moved in perfect rhythm with his, urging him onward. As their bodies became entwined, their breath mingled, and their hearts raced in unison.

"Yes Daddy! Fuck your slut!" Sarah arched her back, her nails digging into Kyle's back as he thrust deeper inside her. "Feel my married pussy with your cum! You know you're the only one who can make me feel this way!" Her hips moved in perfect rhythm with his, urging him onward.

Kyle growled, his thrusts becoming more forceful as he neared climax. He buried his face in her neck, nipping and sucking as he lost control. "God, you are such a slut!" he moaned, as he filled her up with his seed. His hips bucked violently, and Sarah cried out in ecstasy beneath him.

As he finally released her, Kyle rolled to her side, panting heavily. Sarah wrapped her arms around him, her body trembling with pleasure. She nuzzled her face into his chest, feeling the sweat that coated his skin. "I'll be right back," she whispered, kissing his chest. "I just need to go take a shower and go to Chad."

Kyle chuckled, his breath hot against her ear. "What? Why would you want to go to your husband?" He propped himself up on one elbow to look down at her. "Why don't you just return back to me and sleep here? You know, I might need your help just as I wake up."

Sarah smiled up at him, and made a long sigh. "Okay, Daddy," she whispered, kissing his chest softly. "But only because you might need me when you wake up..." She kissed him again, this time on the lips and stood up, waking towards the bathroom. "In fact, why don't I make you wake up by... helping you?" She winked at him and disappeared into the bathroom, leaving Kyle laying on the bed, his heart still racing.