hands cupped her breasts as she
settled on his crotch, his dick high up inside her snug pussy. One hand gripped
the back of the couch while the other rested on his chest as she slowly raised
and lowered herself. Brock bucked his lower body as he caught onto her
rhythm. Soon both bodies slapped
together as they shouted their release.
Tricia eased herself off of him. He gathered her against his sweaty body,
pushing her wet hair from her face. “Stand up.”
She grinned. “What have you got in mind?”
“Ancient alien secret.”
“Right.” She stood up, and Brock
struggled to his feet.
He led her to the end of the sofa. “Bend over the arm.”
“ Oooh ,
doggy-style? Yes.” She bent over, her puffy lips enticing him further.
Brock skimmed a finger through her folds, causing an almost
instantaneous climax from her. “Still?”
“I think your planet makes me horny.” Her voice was muffled.
His desire for her rose again as he explored her walls with
his tongue. Once he was hard enough, he probed her entrance with the tip of his
cock and slipped inside. He held her hips as he thrust forward, enjoying her
mewling sounds. With a shout, Brock emptied himself inside her again and
collapsed against her back.
“Oh my God,” she murmured. “Brock, it gets better every
time. Do you feel this?”
“I know.” He straightened up on wobbly legs, then assisted her in standing. “Let’s lie down.”
Brock led her to the bed and pulled back the covers. They
slid between the cool sheets and reached for each other, Tricia’s head against
Brock’s chest with his arms around her.
“I love you.” He could barely make out the words.
What did you say?
I said I think I love
you.
He felt fresh moisture on his chest. “Tricia, please don’t
cry.” Tipping her face upwards, Brock brushed his thumbs across her lower
eyelids, wiping away the tears.
“I’ve never felt this much passion for a man before, or even this much love inside for another, and it’s
only been what, five days?” She sniffed, then burrowed
her face in his neck. “I think you’re right, we may be soul mates. Why did I not
recognize you the first time?”
“I don’t think I was patient enough. You did not know what
you wanted the first time around. I should have waited a bit longer, but I was
afraid of losing you to the wrong man.” He stroked her hair.
“That wouldn’t have happened. The longest relationship I was
in only lasted a year and a half, and I tried to break up with him three
times.” Tricia hugged him. “I’d come to realize I was getting bored every three
months. Which makes me wonder how I’m going to feel about you
in twelve weeks. ”
“You said so yourself you have feelings you don’t normally
have. So there’s hope, sweet Tricia.” Brock kissed her damp forehead. “Do you
want to sleep or clean up first?”
She wrinkled her nose. “I should probably clean myself up
and at least brush these tangles out of my hair.” Tricia placed a kiss on his
shoulder before leaving the bed. She paused at the door to the washroom. “You
want to help me wash my hair again, big boy?” She posed in a provocative
manner, one hand on a hip.
Brock flung back the covers and lunged for her as she dashed
into the other room. He caught her around the waist and backed her up against
the mirrored counter.
“I’ve got an idea. Turn around.”
“Again?” She turned to face the
mirror.
Brock slipped his arms around her and cupped her breasts as
he nudged her legs apart. “Look at us.” He watched her face as she looked at
their images. “That is hot, baby.”
Brock took one hand and placed his cock between her legs.
Tricia’s blue eyes darkened as her arousal spiked again.
“There you go…look how hard you make me.” Tricia shifted her
stance and placed her hands on the counter to give him better access. The tip
of his cock moved inside her pussy and she closed her eyes.
“No , love…keep them open. I want
you to
settled on his crotch, his dick high up inside her snug pussy. One hand gripped
the back of the couch while the other rested on his chest as she slowly raised
and lowered herself. Brock bucked his lower body as he caught onto her
rhythm. Soon both bodies slapped
together as they shouted their release.
Tricia eased herself off of him. He gathered her against his sweaty body,
pushing her wet hair from her face. “Stand up.”
She grinned. “What have you got in mind?”
“Ancient alien secret.”
“Right.” She stood up, and Brock
struggled to his feet.
He led her to the end of the sofa. “Bend over the arm.”
“ Oooh ,
doggy-style? Yes.” She bent over, her puffy lips enticing him further.
Brock skimmed a finger through her folds, causing an almost
instantaneous climax from her. “Still?”
“I think your planet makes me horny.” Her voice was muffled.
His desire for her rose again as he explored her walls with
his tongue. Once he was hard enough, he probed her entrance with the tip of his
cock and slipped inside. He held her hips as he thrust forward, enjoying her
mewling sounds. With a shout, Brock emptied himself inside her again and
collapsed against her back.
“Oh my God,” she murmured. “Brock, it gets better every
time. Do you feel this?”
“I know.” He straightened up on wobbly legs, then assisted her in standing. “Let’s lie down.”
Brock led her to the bed and pulled back the covers. They
slid between the cool sheets and reached for each other, Tricia’s head against
Brock’s chest with his arms around her.
“I love you.” He could barely make out the words.
What did you say?
I said I think I love
you.
He felt fresh moisture on his chest. “Tricia, please don’t
cry.” Tipping her face upwards, Brock brushed his thumbs across her lower
eyelids, wiping away the tears.
“I’ve never felt this much passion for a man before, or even this much love inside for another, and it’s
only been what, five days?” She sniffed, then burrowed
her face in his neck. “I think you’re right, we may be soul mates. Why did I not
recognize you the first time?”
“I don’t think I was patient enough. You did not know what
you wanted the first time around. I should have waited a bit longer, but I was
afraid of losing you to the wrong man.” He stroked her hair.
“That wouldn’t have happened. The longest relationship I was
in only lasted a year and a half, and I tried to break up with him three
times.” Tricia hugged him. “I’d come to realize I was getting bored every three
months. Which makes me wonder how I’m going to feel about you
in twelve weeks. ”
“You said so yourself you have feelings you don’t normally
have. So there’s hope, sweet Tricia.” Brock kissed her damp forehead. “Do you
want to sleep or clean up first?”
She wrinkled her nose. “I should probably clean myself up
and at least brush these tangles out of my hair.” Tricia placed a kiss on his
shoulder before leaving the bed. She paused at the door to the washroom. “You
want to help me wash my hair again, big boy?” She posed in a provocative
manner, one hand on a hip.
Brock flung back the covers and lunged for her as she dashed
into the other room. He caught her around the waist and backed her up against
the mirrored counter.
“I’ve got an idea. Turn around.”
“Again?” She turned to face the
mirror.
Brock slipped his arms around her and cupped her breasts as
he nudged her legs apart. “Look at us.” He watched her face as she looked at
their images. “That is hot, baby.”
Brock took one hand and placed his cock between her legs.
Tricia’s blue eyes darkened as her arousal spiked again.
“There you go…look how hard you make me.” Tricia shifted her
stance and placed her hands on the counter to give him better access. The tip
of his cock moved inside her pussy and she closed her eyes.
“No , love…keep them open. I want
you to
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