No, you can't do that to him!

It's so, so tempting! But how could you do something like that to him? What would your relationship even be like, if it were built on such a lie? "No," you reply, "I'm not." "Fuck!" Tyler says, letting go of your legs. He lets himself fall to the edge of the bed and leans over, grabbing for his pants which lay discarded on the floor. You prop yourself up on your elbows just to see him rise back up, holding a condom in his hand. Relieved, you drop back down onto your back, hearing him tear open the wrapper. You look down just as he finishes rolling the condom over his cock, and open your legs wide for him. He accepts the invitation, jumping on top of you. At first he is only grinding against you as he kisses you and as his hands massage your breasts. When he does push in, it just feels right. THE Tyler Avel is fucking _you. _You put your hands on his face, partly to encourage him to lean down and kiss you, but mostly just to confirm that, yes, this is in fact flesh-and-blood Tyler Avel between your legs, not a dildo you mind conjured his image around. Ok, so much for gentle encouragement, then. While he starts slowly fucking you, you reach around his head and pull it down.

He does not resist, instead kissing you tenderly. Your sex is slow-paced for a while, and you relish in the feel of his lips on yours, his tongue around yours, his hands all over you and, of course, his cock moving in and out of you almost teasingly slowly. Neither of you can take it for very long. You begin pushing your hips to meet him halfway, and Tyler takes the hint. He picks up the pace gradually, thrusting faster and faster. The blossoming pleasure increasingly distracts you, and you fear your kissing skills are disappearing with every time Tyler bottoms out inside of you. He doesn't seem to care, though. He grabs your hands and holds them down above your head, lowering himself so his entire upper body is lying on top of yours as he fucks you even faster, almost aggressively. You wrap your legs around his thighs and pull him in over and over, as if he needed the encouragement. Still locked in a kiss, it feels pretty odd when he chuckles into your mouth. No time to focus on that, though. You are on the cusp of a gigantic orgasm, and if you're not mistaken, Tyler's not far behind.

Indeed, he breaks away from your mouth, only to bury his head in the pillow next to you, focusing entirely on keeping his hips moving as his own ecstasy builds. "I fucking love your pussy. We're going to do this every day from now on. I'm going to make you mine." That does it. At his words, a load moan escapes your newly freed lips, as your entire body trembles underneath his. "That's right," Tyler says with a strained voice, "Cum for me like a good little..."