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Chapter 16 by Zingiber Zingiber

Where does Zack carry Hannah?

Zack carries Hannah to the window ledge

Zack stood up. Hannah gasped, wrapping her legs around Zack and settling her arms on his shoulders.

"Stronger than you look!" Hannah whispered in Zack's ear.

Zack locked his arms under Hannah's butt, settling her firmly onto his erection. He carried the beautiful blonde, the bigger girl who was his first serious crush, across the floor and over to the window, perching her on the window ledge. Her buttocks pressed against the glass, exposed to anyone out on the cabin's deck.

"Can I...?" Zack said, making a gentle thrust in and out.

"Yes, Zack, do it, do me," Hannah said. She pulled him close to her and kissed him hard, then leaned back. "Look in my eyes while you do it."

Zack nodded. "Yes."

Hannah grinned. "Yes!"

Zack started thrusting. Hannah held him around his shoulders while he braced his hands on the window ledge. She smiled and watched his eyes as he fucked into her, plowing her hard and deep. Like Hannah had just been fucking Zack's big sister Taylor. Hannah bit her lip, resisting the temptation to tease Zack about watching. This one was for him.

Well, mostly. Hannah brought one hand down to work her clit as Zack fucked her.

"Ahhh," she sighed. "So good. So good."

There was the sound of weight shifting on the bed, and motion over Zack's shoulder. Hannah tried to hold Zack's gaze. She knew her expression was melting into that dopey smile that Taylor liked to tease her about. She felt a twitch inside her, Zack's penis swelling. Maybe he was close. She diddled herself harder. Her head bobbed more loosely as Zack kept fucking, but she tried to keep her eyes on his.

Zack felt on top of the world. Hannah wanted him, wanted his cock, wanted him to fuck her hard and deep and to come with him. He watched Hannah's face as her expression softened, her cheeks and ears grew pinker, and her head started rolling with his thrusts. Over Hannah's shoulder out the window were the beautiful bright afternoon, the wooden deck and a blue shimmer from the lake. He brought his gaze back to her meltingly beautiful blue-gray eyes, hooded with pleasure.

Do they finish together? Any interruptions? Does anyone see Hannah's moon in the window?

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