“Oh my, that was amazing,” Gigi hums, wrapping her arms around my neck.
“It was mind-blowing; you take me so damn good,” I groan, pulling away from her. I’m too fucking big, and I don’t want to crush her.
“Yeah, I do. You were made for me,” Gigi hums, pushing me back onto my back.
She crawls onto my stomach, making me crazy. It’s fucking unbelievable, I just fucked her.
The heat of her tight pussy is driving me crazy as she moves.
“Baby, you want my cock deep inside you?”
“Yes, always,” She hums, rubbing her pussy over my hardening cock.
“Fuck! Your hot pussy feels so good,” I groan, moving my hands to her hips.
“Oh yeah, this is what I was dreaming of doing to you when I saw you,” Gigi hums, resting her hands on my chest and shifting up to impale my cock.
“Fuck, you feel so damn good. Your pussy is so damn swollen; it’s tight around my cock” I grunt, pushing up.
“Si, I like this. You feel so mouthwatering and delicious. Your thick big cock stretches my pussy, burning, so damn good.”
“Baby,” I growl, flipping her over and taking over.
I fuck her hard, pull out, and flip her over onto her stomach thrusting deep inside. I fuck her so damn fast and deep. Her pussy clutches my cock tight, almost painfully tight. I thrust, hitting the special spot for her, and move my hand to rub her swollen flesh.
I bite her shoulder, feel her tense and pussy inner walls clamp down on my cock, releasing all over my cock. I fall over the edge, spurting all I have deep inside her pussy, holding onto her hips.
I wrap my arms around her, falling onto my back.
The cell rings, and we look around. Gigi crawls out of the bed.
“It’s my cell,” She hums, looking around on the carpet.
She finds it, grabs it, slides her finger over the screen, and looks at the text.
“My chicas are ready to leave. Oh gosh, we’ve been gone for a while,” Gigi says, biting her lip. A faint blush spreads through her face.
“Da. Let’s get dressed. Did you bring a car?”
“No, we came in an Uber. Heather and I are staying with Marissa tonight.”
“I’ll take you all home. I don’t want to risk the fucking Cartel to try to get you.”
I crawl out of bed and start to dress, watching her. I watch her move, her perfect, perky breasts bouncing, making me crazy. I grab my cock, adjusting my pants and pulling the zipper real slow, grinding my molars.
Down, boy, we need to leave.
“Oh, . . . . hmm. . . . .yeah, right. Thank you,” Gigi says, adjusting her dress over her curves.
“Baby, I’m going to need to have more time next time because I need to enjoy you all fucking night.”
Gigi’s turns redder, and she smiles. She walks over to me, pulling the strings to her dress.
“You’re serious about seeing each other?”
“Da. I’m always serious. I don’t bull shit, and I don’t like anyone to.”
“Awesome. I’m in. Help me tie my dress.”
