We never discussed protection

I was slamming into her from behind, my hands gripping her thick hips hard enough to leave marks. Every thrust made her heavy tits swing beneath her and her soft ass ripple. The wet, filthy sound of my cock pounding her soaked pussy filled the tiny caravan. We’d never once talked about protection. Not in the sexts. Not when she invited me over. Not when I had my face buried between her legs for an hour. And right now, with how tight and hot she felt around me, I didn’t care.

I was getting dangerously close. My balls were tight, my cock throbbing with every stroke. This was too fucking good.

“Alice—” I groaned, voice rough, “I’m gonna cum… where do you want it?”

She didn’t even hesitate.

“Don’t stop,” she moaned into the mattress, voice muffled but ****. “Don’t you fucking stop.”

She dropped her head down into the bed, arching her back deeper so her thick ass stayed up for me. Then she reached back, grabbed both of my wrists, and pulled my hands up her body until my palms were full of her massive, swaying tits. She held me there, fingers locked over mine, forcing me to squeeze and grope her heavy breasts while I kept fucking her.

That was it.

The feeling of her soft, warm tits in my hands, the way she was pushing back to meet every thrust, the wet heat of her pussy clenching around me… I couldn’t hold it. I buried myself as deep as I could go and came hard.

“Fuck— Alice—” I growled, hips jerking as I pumped thick ropes of cum straight into her unprotected pussy. Pulse after pulse, filling her up while she moaned loudly into the sheets. I kept thrusting through it, pushing my load deeper with every stroke until it started leaking out around my cock and down her thick thighs.

She didn’t let go of my hands the whole time. She kept them on her big tits, squeezing them with me as I emptied everything inside her.

When I finally slowed down, both of us were shaking. I stayed buried deep, breathing hard against her back, my cock still twitching inside her cum-filled pussy. The only sounds were our ragged breathing and the faint movie still playing on her phone.