Sweet sweet lovin'

You can tell a lot about what someone is thinking by the look on their face, and mine probably spoke lengths. My blush proclaimed "Sadie, I think you're hot!" While my smile and fogged eyes spoke of the bliss I was feeling with her wrapped in my arms. Then there was my mouth, the honest idiot, whose movements made a simple melody. "Sadie," it said "I love you. Let's have sex."

Sadie's bashful smile spoke of her excitement as we stripped, her nod gave her consent as we fell upon the bed, and soon her moans spurred me on as I thrusted deep into her dripping core. We writhed upon the bed, taking in the others heat as if this were the last night we'd see one another. My hands roamed her curves, relishing how smooth her skin was. Meanwhile, Sadie held my head in place, fingers fiddling with my hair, as we wrestled with our tongues. Breaking away for air I hugged her to me. "Sadie, I'm close," I moaned, speeding up my thrusts. Sadie kissed my cheek before moaning "Then full me, John. Please, cum inside me."

How could I say no to a request like that.