Sixty-Nine

You were doing well so far in satisfying your abnormal urges. The talk with Lea had given you a way to begin to forgive yourself, by blaming outside influences. However, Gwen literately forcing herself on you is pushing the situation well past your ability to say reject her…

**** in the form of Lea or Amanda could come any moment but all your prior resolve was able to really do is make you think of Gwen’s own pleasure.

That was something you could motivate yourself to solve, and Gwen seemed very willing to crawl back up on the hood and swing her beautiful and svelte hips over your face. Fortunately, Gwen had decided to wear a skirt today and you were just left with her panties to deal with.

Pushing Gwen’s panties aside and diving into her love box caused a delicious vibration along her throat has age hummed back to you, her appreciation. The scent of fall, or the ozone in the air was lost on either of you as different concerns were front and center for the two of you.

The sensation was so much better than your hands that you were very close to release when Gwen went ridged and spasmed from her own release. Guessing your face with her own juice was too much for you to deprive her of your protein any longer.

You both are left panting in sexually release and gratification as you both came down from your orgasm. That is after Gwen gobbled down your several releases of seed down her throat.

After a few moments, where you were came to the two offer you almost at once and you both scrambled to make each other presentable. The concern for your partner's appearance was far from lost on either of you. However, you both had more immediate concerns, such as if you had been heated and, or, spied.