Going for round two

Heather shifts position, pulling her arm out from under me and rolling in my embrace to lie on her back. I stay on my side, ending up with her head pillowed on the upper part of one arm and the other draped across her torso. I stretch out my top leg to rest across her thighs. One of her hands plays idly with my rod while my fingers roam slowly over her sweet peaks. We kiss, langorously, luxuriously, and gaze into each other’s eyes. “I love you, Heather,” I tell her softly.

“I love you too, Andrew,” she replies. “I’m yours, always and forever.”

“Always and forever,” I echo, lifting a hand from her breast to stroke her cheek. She rubs against my hand and purrs. Then she mewls when I bend my head to her uncovered tit and suck its hardening point into my mouth. I pinch her other nipple and start rolling it slowly between my thumb and forefinger. I keep stroking Heather’s face for a few moments, then reach down to play in her hot, slick snatch. Her hand tightens convulsively around my cockhead; I moan around her nipple and suckle her faster and harder. She pulls on my prick like she’s trying to stretch me out by hand, and it responds accordingly. When I capture her pearl between three fingers and start diddling her, she surprises me by cumming—surprisingly hard, yowling and bucking her hips.

After several moments, Heather grabs my head and pulls it to hers, kissing me fiercely. “Thank you for making love to me, baby,” she says in a low, husky voice. “Now I want you to fuck me!”