With my cum slowly dripping out of your pussy.

“Lying naked on your bed, my cum slowly dripping from your well fucked hole,” he said.

Abbey bit her lip, “I don’t know if George would be comfortable with that,” she said.

Tyrone smiled, “Oh, so you would be, but George might not be?”

Abbey blushed, “And what if I’m not on the pill?” Abbey asked.

Tyrone’s smile broke into a grin, “Even better.”

“I’ll check with him first, then give you my answer.” She said before reading out what she was typing. “Tyrone says the perfect photo of me would be me, naked in our bed with his cum leaking from my cunt.”

A few moments later came the reply, “Did you remember your pill this morning?” she read out his question.

“I took it a little late, with my first glass of wine,” she replied. “Is that a problem?”

She turned the phone to Tyrone when the reply came, “No, it’s a turn-on. I say do it.” He read the message as Abbey watched his cock growing harder.

“So,” she said, “would you likgrowme up to my bedroom, fuck me until I beg you to cum in me and then take some pictures of me completely satisfied with your cum dripping out of me?” she asked him.

Tyrone stood up and held out a hand to Abbey, “You’re not worried about your pill being late? And aren’t they less effective when you drink?”

Abbey took his hand and stood up, “Frankly, I think it’s a little more exciting.”

Tyrone grabbed the glasses of wine, “Lead the way,” he said.

Abbey turned towards the house, strolling and letting him watch her arse sway. When she got to the stairs, she took them slowly, allowing him have glimpses of her wet pussy. “Tyrone,” she said, “I want to take my time with you; who knows how many opportunities we will have.”

Tyrone smiled at her back, “I hope we have plenty because there are lots of things I want to do with you.”

“Oh, like what?” she asked.

“Fuck those wonderful melons of yours. Cover you in sherbet and lick it off inch by inch. Spray you with my cum. Watch you ride me as your tits bounce,” he said.

Abbey moaned quietly, “Well, those all do sound interesting. But lets start with some sucking and fucking. Thenlet'sill talk to George and hopefully, he will want this to continue.”, She said as she stepped into the bedroom.

Tyrone put the wine glasses down and gently pushed her onto the bed, “Hopefully, he likes you taking risks, and we can take more and bigger ones.” He leaned in to kiss her, and she felt his tongue slide into her mouth. She moaned in return and wrapped her arms around him.

“You want to take bigger risks?” she asked as their lips parted.

He started to kiss his way down her body, lingering over her breasts and hard nipples. “I want you to beg for me to cum in you when you are not on the pill.” Abbey shuddered at his words.

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