Lasting Memories

Freddy Gong slammed into her from behind while her fiance shopped for rings. Stefany Kyler gripped the sheets and took every inch. She had come over to kill time, but Freddy had his cock in her mouth before the door shut. Now she lay beneath him, mouth open, thighs spread wide. He tasted her first. She tasted him next, mouth stretched around his length, saliva spilling down her chin. They turned, bodies locked in a 69. She rode his tongue and he drove deeper down her throat. No mercy, no pause, just heat and spit and skin. Her brunette hair tangled in his fists as she gagged, eyes wet, throat working around him. The deeper she took him, the wetter she got. He flipped her, sank back in, filled her until she shook. Later, she sat across from her fiance at the table and smiled like nothing had changed. In her head she still felt Freddy’s grip, still heard the wet sounds of her own throat taking him again and again.