Blind Love Ch. 02

"OH Stan, Oh Stan, I'm going to cum. Shit, fuck me, fuck me," she screamed.

Stan gave his all, his only regret was the fact that he could not physically see her emotions on her face as he plunged harder and harder into her.

"Cum with me Stan, fill my pussy. Cum oh lord yes I'm cuming!!!"

Her warm wet cum splashed all over his cock and dripped from her as he grunted and groaned with his impeding climax.

"I'm cuming too Ann, cuming in your pussy."

"Yes Stan cum in my pussy."

His cock fired off another load of cum. It splatter against her cervix and mixed with her cum inside of her. As one they moved until Stan's cock began to soften once again.

Their lips found one another and they laid there just kissing and sucking in air. Reveling in the beauty of what they just did.

Stan rolled to one side and Ann turned into him, throwing a leg over him.

"That was so nice. I love the feel of your cock inside of me."

Stan giggled and said, "I love being there, but mostly, I love having you in my arms. I want you there always."

"Oh Stan, that's so sweet of you. I kind of like being in your arms too." Her finger making small circles on his cheek.

"So what are we going to do? I want to be with you all the time, but we live so far apart."

"What are you trying to say?"

"I'm saying that I want you to move up to my place. To live with me, so we can have the time we need to know one another."

"Oh, I can picture telling mom that I'm moving in with you! She'd be yelling about her little girl, living in sin."

"Okay, I understand what your saying, but would you be able to come up and stay over weekend every once in a while?"

"I think I can do that, but mom would have to bring me, I don't drive very well."

They both laughed at that and he said, "No, she wouldn't, I could send a car down for you, if that was alright?"

"Okay, that settles that then, now, what do you want to do for the rest of the night?"

They made love again, this time under the covers and both fell asleep in each others arms.

* More to come