fill 'er up

You feel your balls erupt before you can pull out, so you continue to ram your hard cock in and out. You fill her with stream after stream of hot baby juice as her pussy lips continue to milk your cock. She feels your cum inside, and cums all over your cock again and again, squeezing every drop out of you. "Damn, John, that was amazing," she says as you lay down on the bed, exhausted. She lays her head on your chest, and looks up at you.

"So, where do we go from here?" she says. You freeze, because the question catches you off guard. "I'm sorry, John. It's just, I meant, do we go our separate ways tonight or in the morning?"

"Oh," you say, breathing a sigh of relief. "I don't care if you never leave."

"I'll spend the night then," she says as she cuddles up next to you.

"Want to finish the movie?" you ask, already kind of knowing the answer.

"Nah, we can finish it later. I just want to cuddle next to you tonight," she replies.

"Okay," you say sleepily as you wrap your arms around her.

You wake up the next morning before she does, and she's still holding on to you. You slide out from under her, quietly go into the kitchen and make her a big glass of chocolate milk, pour her a bowl of cereal, and a glass of orange juice. You tiptoe back into the room with her breakfast on a tray, put it on the nightstand, and gently shake her. She wakes up, and seeing your face, smiles sleepily at you. You kiss her on the lips, and say "I brought you something."

She sees the tray on the nightstand, and sitting up, gets it and pours the chocolate milk on the cereal. Downing her orange juice, she says, "Thank you, John. That's sweet of you. How did you know my favorites?"

"I didn't," you reply. "I just fixed something that I knew I wouldn't burn!"

She spits a mouthful of cereal across the room as she laughs. "I'm sorry," she says, covering her mouth. "That was just hilarious!"

"It's okay," you say as you clean up the mess. "I should have waited until you emptied your mouth! What's on the agenda today?"

"Well, I told my mom that I'd help her with some yard work," Amy says, "but we've got a couple hours before I have to go there. My mom rarely gets up before 10 AM."

"I'll hang around here and wait impatiently for you to get home, then," you say. "In the meantime, I need to get a shower."