Well…

“Well… uh.”

“Tommy, I know that you wanted to wait, but I really, really want to feel you inside me.” Sharon announced, her words leaving Tommy feeling even more stumped and speechless.

“Sharon, I…” Tommy again tried to say something, but faltered quickly and resumed being silent, leaving Sharon to savour the effect that she was having on him. The Lang men might have been known for not backing down from something that they had decided on, but Sharon hoped that she could make Tommy change his mind just this once. He certainly looked like he was wavering a bit.

“After how good you’ve made me feel, and I don’t just mean the sex bit,” Sharon grinned as she straightened her back so that she was straddling Tommy’s waist, with his erect cock rubbing the cleft between her buttocks, “I think that I should give you something in return.”

“So I want you to lie back and let me do all the work, because I don’t want you to go off to Florida without the memory of me riding your cock with my eyes crossed and my mouth wide-open from how good it made me feel.” Sharon reached round behind her with one hand, clasped hold of Tommy’s cock, and began to jerk it softly, admiring the expression on his face in response to the sensation of her fingers working their way up and down the length of his hard member.

“Sharon…” Tommy tried talking once more, this time being interrupted by her planting her thumb on his cockhead and beginning to circle it softly around his pisshole. Those sorts of actions from her didn’t really make it particularly easy for him to remember what he had been planning to say, especially not when the mere sight of her straddling his waist in itself was enough to make him incapable of making him incapable of producing anything more sophisticated than a groaned out calling of her name.

“Oops,” Sharon giggled naughtily, “I should probably let you speak.”

“Sharon,” Tommy began, understanding even in his current state of bafflement and confusion that what he was about to ask was a sensitive matter for her, “protection?”

“Oh,” Sharon let Tommy’s dick slip from her fingers for moment before catching it again, “don’t you have any?”

“Florida, remember?” Tommy asked, having slowly shaken his head first, “Men in uniform aren’t a turn-on for me.”

On the other hand, Tommy thought, Sharon in some sort of uniform might very well be one of the biggest turn-ons that he’d ever come across. Of course, what he had told Sharon wasn’t the entire truth. Tommy had never been a fan of having a piece of tight-fitting rubber fitted onto his cock, at best the whole thing was a mood-killer, being forced to stop what he was doing with a girl to start fidgeting first with the package and then having to look like an idiot as he tried to roll the fucking thing down his cock, looking very much like an excited child from a special needs class.

“I’m not on the pill,” Sharon announced, her fingers quivering a bit as they massaged Tommy’s cock

“So?” Tommy cleared his throat, trying to come up with a solution to their predicament.

“Can you pull out in time?” Sharon asked, still hoping that she would get to feel him inside her before he left for Florida, “Or should we try something else?”

“Seriously,” Sharon went on to ask, pushing her disappointment aside as best she could, “is there anything else that you can think of that I can do for you?”