"I want it inside me," she whispered.

He grinned. "You do," he said, beginning to mount her.

"But I can't let you do it tonight," she finished. "Move your fingers in and out faster. We can't stay here like this much longer."

Frustrated, but blinded by love, Chuck corkscrewed his fingers in and out of the blonde's twat while his thumb flicked her clit.

Trembling, she pushed her cunt against his hand as each moment brought her closer to orgasm. While he frigged her, she pumped his cock.

"Keep rubbing me," she panted. "Don't stop. Yes! Yes! Keep doing that!"

"Are you going to come, hon?"

"In a minute."

"Aw, baby, you're so juicy and hot down there. I can even smell you. You smell so good and hot. Can't I even kiss you down there?"

"Not tonight."

She tilted her ass back as her excitement mounted. She fumbled in the darkness in an attempt to caress his balls.

As her pulse quickened, her pussy spasmed around his fingers. The contractions in her gash took her breath away and she cried out her passion.

"Oh, darling!" she hissed.

"Hon, keep pumping my cock!"

"Come on my hands," she said, pumping vigorously.

"Don't stop." His teeth clenched and his eyes were shut tight.

He bucked his ass as he came, drenching her hand. She was sorry now that she hadn't let him fuck her. She loved it when he came inside her.

It was all Maggie's fault. Oh, Mother, you're ruining my life!

Some of his jism dripped onto her skirt. Maggie would be sure to see it and comment on what Maggie called her school-girl crush.

"Don't get it all over me," she said.

"Jesus, hon, I can't help it," he said.

He collapsed on top of her, one leg on the floor and his face against her breast. "I can't breathe," she said, but his warm breath on her tits felt good so she didn't push him away.