ABC: Marley Needs a Meal

He sighed, slipped two of his fingers between her legs.

She laughed softly. He was incorrigible. She tried to push his hand from her pussy, but he wouldn't be denied. He curled his fingers to stroke her G-spot. Her breathing became heavier. She closed her legs on his hand.

"I'll get you some emergency contraception after my shift," he said.

She bit her lip and gazed into his blue eyes.

"I'll come back," he said.

She couldn't believe the warmth in his eyes, like pools of rainwater glistening in the summer sun. She came, gushing onto his hand. She rocked her hips and quietly moaned. He waited for her to finish and then brought his fingers to her mouth.

"Eat," he whispered. "Eat."

His fingers were wet, sticky. She opened her mouth, let him slip them inside. They were covered with his salty cum, her own.

"I'll pay for the pills," he said. He smiled and met her eyes and she slurped his fingers. "You can suck my dick to repay me." Her cheeks grew bright red and he grinned. He returned his hand to her pussy, collected more of the sticky dew, and offered it to her mouth.

"Eat," he whispered.

And she did. It was a nourishing meal for Marley. He returned later that night with the pills and she took them with water. He helped pick more movies for the boys. He helped her get them ready for bed. Later, when he came in her mouth, she swallowed it all.

He offered her a satisfying protein she couldn't get from her father.