"Don't stop..."

I was getting close.

My hips slammed against Alice’s thick ass with every brutal thrust, the sound of skin-on-skin echoing obscenely through the caravan. Her back arched deeply, that elegant flower-and-script tattoo flexing and shifting as she pushed back to meet me. I had a perfect view — her plush cheeks rippling, her soaked pussy stretched tight around my cock, juices coating my shaft and dripping down her thighs.

“Fuck, Alice… I’m so close,” I growled, gripping her hips harder, fingers digging into her soft flesh.

She moaned loudly, voice hoarse but still ****. “Don’t stop… please don’t stop…”

That’s when it hit me. In all the weeks of filthy sexting, all the snaps and voice notes, we’d never once talked about protection. No mention of birth control, no “I’m on the pill,” nothing. The realization only made my cock throb harder inside her. She was 18, tight, dripping, and completely bare.

I didn’t slow down. If anything, I fucked her harder, pounding deep into that hot, clenching pussy. Alice’s massive tits swung heavily beneath her, brushing the sheets with every thrust. Her thick thighs trembled violently as another orgasm started building in her.

“Oh god, Chris — I’m gonna cum again,” she cried out, loud enough that I was sure her dad could hear if he was anywhere near the backyard.

Her walls suddenly clamped down around me like a vice, pulsing and fluttering as she came hard. That was all it took. The pressure that had been building for over a week of teasing finally exploded.

“Fuck… Alice!” I groaned, burying myself as deep as I could. My cock swelled and erupted inside her, thick ropes of cum flooding her spasming pussy. I kept thrusting through it, pumping every drop into her, grinding against her plush ass while she milked me dry. The wet, messy sounds of my cum mixing with her juices filled the caravan.

I stayed buried deep for a long moment, both of us panting, bodies slick with sweat. When I finally pulled out, a thick trickle of my cum leaked from her swollen, well-fucked pussy and ran down her thigh. Alice collapsed forward onto the bed, completely spent, her thick body glistening, chest heaving, that mischievous smile replaced by a blissed-out, fucked-dumb expression.

She rolled onto her back and looked up at me, biting her lip again as she reached down to feel the mess between her legs.

“We… never talked about protection,” she whispered, half-laughing, half-breathless, her fingers swirling through the cum still leaking out of her.

I smirked, still catching my breath, my cock twitching at the sight.

“Yeah… we didn’t.”