Talia.

I gently nudged Stephanie with my shoulder. In response, she gave a plaintive sigh but nonetheless rolled off my lap, allowing me to stand up and make my way across the carpet. Briefly breaking from a kiss with Corrine, Talia noticed me looking straight at her and grinned.

"Hey," I smirked, reaching down to grasp her fingers.

"What's up?" she replied, practically leaping off the floor to bring her face to mine. I felt her arms around my shoulders as she kissed me fiercely, painting the insides of my cheeks with her tongue.

"I still can't quite believe you. Ten years later, and you've still got stud to spare," Talia whispered as we parted. "...I almost feel sorry I didn't take you up on that offer when we were still in high school."

I smiled fondly back at Talia. I remembered how she had been there for me after I was turned down by the girl who I gave my virginity to. Maybe I would never know what had transpired between her and Rachel, but now was my time to be there for her.

"Don't be," I whispered back. "I'm happy you're here now. That all of you are."

"Take me," she begged.

Bringing her to the couch, I laid Talia on her back. Obediently she raised her legs, letting her gown fall back to reveal her dripping love tunnel. Balancing her ankles, I gripped her knees for leverage and pushed. In one fell swoop Talia's walls locked around me, and I shuddered for a moment to behold her depths. After digging my toes into the carpet just for that extra grip, I began to heave.

"Oooh! Ahh! Ohhh!"

With each thrust Talia tossed her head back, or at least as far as she could roll her hair around the sofa cushion, a saintly cry rising from her vocal cords through her gorgeous lips. Unable to resist, I released one of her legs to grasp at her chest, tugging down the material standing between me and her magnificent mountains. Roughly I grasped her tit, feeling Talia's nipple try to poke a hole through my palm as she moaned an octave higher. In exchange she knocked my other hand off her leg, which she grabbed to bring my fingers to her mouth and promptly began suckling on them like an infant. No longer supported by my grip, Talia's legs fell to my side, upon which she bent them around my back like a **** device.

Somehow, this simply convinced me to pound her with greater fervor, relentlessly driving her into the couch as she frantically tongued my fingers. Her remaining hand was planted on her spare breast, madly pinching her nipple, while she still kept the **** vice she had on my spine.

"Mmmmmph! Mmmph mmmm mmmmmm mmmmmmmmmm...!"

Like an industrial machine, Talia locked herself around me as her body violently shook. Juices and pleasure surged around my cock, threatening to tip my scales, but I held on tight as Talia dug her heels into me. Firmly I pushed as deep as I could in her, a lighthouse of length against the waves and storms of her orgasm. With the passing seconds, I felt her grip waver as she relinquished her calves, laying them to rest as she floated down from her halcyon heights.