Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
I’ve had a crush on this guy for a while, but he has had a girlfriend for forever. I do like to be a naughty homewrecker, but he never gave me the time of day. Anytime I pushed, he would say, “Don’t get me wrong, Kayla, I like you as a friend, but I love my girlfriend.” It was so annoying, and that’s why I was uber shocked when he called this morning and asked to come over.
He mentioned his perfect girlfriend and him had had a fight, and he just needed someone to talk to. So I figured this was the ideal time to make my move! I made us cocktails to ease his stress while I waited for him, not knowing what to expect when he got here.
No! Don’t Cum In Me! I’m Not On The Pill!!
He looked really sad, like SUPER sad, when I let him in. He sat right on the couch with red, tear strained eyes and seemed so depressed. I sat next to him and began rubbing his back as I passed him a drink. “What happened?” It wasn’t an act, I do care for him, and I was so worried about him. He spilled the tea and told me everything. She’d been using him to make her parent happy while she was sleeping with a tattoo artist on the side! He was gutted!
I wrapped him in my arms and told him he deserved so much better. He hugged me back, and his hands started to wander a little. I leaned in and kissed his cheek, then a little closer to his lips. I wiped his tears and looked into his eyes, and then it happened! He kissed me. Deep and demanding. The man devoured me with his mouth, and his hands tore my clothes off. I was so shocked when he laid me on the couch and stripped his shirt off.
“Is this okay?” He asked. I was beaming under him.
“Yes, yes! I want this. I’ve wanted this for so long.”
No, no, no!
“Good.” He moaned as he kissed me again and hitched my knees up to my chest. His cock rubbed against my pussy, and he sighed. “Fuck. I don’t have a condom. You’re on the pill, right?” I shook my head. No, no, I wasn’t, but I didn’t want him to stop. “Fuck! I’ll just pull out.” I nodded this time and pulled on the back of his neck. Kissing him again as he sank his cock into me. God, he felt so good. Better than I expected. I ground my hips up against him, and he started to squeeze my tits. “You’re so tight.”
“Don’t cum in me; I’m not on the pill.” My voice sounded strange as my orgasm took over, and I yelled the last part. That’s when I felt it. His cock flexing and his hips driving deeper into me. “No, no, no!” I screamed and pushed on his chest, but it was too late. He was groaning and straining deep inside of me. “No! Fuck, No. I’m not on the pill.”
He melted on top of me and whispered, “Sorry. You just felt too good to pull out.”
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
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