Giving In

I lay there next to you, my heart aching as I finally confess it all. How I never should have touched you all those years, how wrong it was to cross that line and take your virginity, letting our twisted hunger consume us night after night; we can't keep doing those filthy things anymore, it has to end... but oh god, even as the words spill out, explaining how I just needed to help you back then, seeing you sprawled out rock-hard and desperate, my hand aching to wrap around that throbbing monster and give you exactly what you craved. I glance down and see the blankets tenting obscenely over your pulsing bulge. You twitch it at me teasingly, and fuck, I can't resist. My fingers slip under, feeling your fat cock straining against the thin boxers, so hot and veiny as I wrap the sheet around it and start stroking slow and firm, my other hand tugging down my top to free my heavy breast for your hungry mouth. You latch on, sucking my hard nipple while I pump you slowly. I dive down, wrapping my wet lips around your girth, slurping and gagging on every thick inch until you erupt, blasting rope after rope of cum across my face. But I'm not done, I keep you rock solid with my tongue swirling your spurting tip, guiding you between my dripping thighs to stretch my tight pussy. My walls clench and milk you relentlessly. I beg you to empty those massive balls deep inside me, flood my womb with every last drop of your seed until we shatter together.