PFFT, no!

You respond by grabbing her hair and guiding her up, which Lara notably makes you put a bit of muscle into. Judging by her smile when you tug harder and she follows up to her feet, the resistance isn’t for lack of interest in carrying on. You kiss her hard, tasting your cum still on her lips as she pushes back eagerly against you, still more than ready to do whatever you want her to. Her competitive spirit before and willingness to please now are intoxicating, making every second you get control of her feel like a real triumph.

“Glad you’re not a pussy,” she sighs when you break away from each other. “Some guys won’t kiss me after a blowjob even if they didn’t cum. And I really, REALLY wanted to kiss you.” Her hands wander to your shirt, and you loosen your grip on her hair to signal she’s allowed to strip it off of you. She closes her eyes when one of your hands finds its way to her tits, then whimpers when your fingers find purchase even as slick as they are with your seed right now on one of her nipples. She kisses you again as you tease her with one of her tits, and a hand wraps around your topmost cock, stroking it as you two lose yourself for a minute.

“I was going to see if I could booty call someone to break this … dry streak,” you tell her as she moves down, kissing your chest, then up your neck, nibbling a little as she goes, “but it would have been such a waste not to meet you.”

“A fucking tragedy,” she agrees, only giving you any space when you pull her pants off, then immediately almost melding her body into yours. “For the first time since it happened, I’m glad my ex dumped my ass. He was never this much fun.”

“You want to break these in? I can’t promise they’re 100% safe. I mean, you saw how much I just blew all over you.”

“Nah, fuck it,” she answers as the two of you pause for a moment to look at each other, anticipation building so furiously you can’t even move yours fingers from exactly where they are on her chest. If either of you does anything right now, you know neither of you is waiting for a real answer. “I want to how well your boys play together.”

“At once?” You’re a little disbelieving, but Lara nods enthusiastically, emphasizing her stance with a short stroke of your cock in her hand. “Jesus, you’re a badass.”

“Right?” she says before letting out a light yelp when you briefly, but powerfully kiss her, then force her to all fours. “Oh, shit!” she mutters as she feels one of your pricks grind up against her pussy from behind. She slides backwards, building a rhythm to make sure she’s teasing you as much as you are her. Her muscular legs tense as you admire her sculpted ass, spreading out in front of you. You pull your hand back from her hair, taking her tie with it and letting her dark brown hair spill out all over her back in a silky cascade. You use your hands to guide your cocks, both slippery with her wetness and remnants of your own orgasm, up against her ass and pussy, both pressing just a bit at them without pushing inside. Lara bites her lip, closing her eyes as you contemplate how you want to fuck her.