Carry her to her room
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"Only three dozen or million, depending on how you count," you whisper back to her. | "Only three dozen or million, depending on how you count," you whisper back to her. | ||
| - | "Well, they feel really good." She snuggles into your chest. You don't think you've ever cuddled with Lisa. | + | "Well, they feel really good." She snuggles into your chest. You don't think you've ever cuddled with Lisa, at least not since you were about six. |
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| + | You get to her room and nudge the door open with your foot. You walk in and deposit Lisa on her bed. Before you cover her up, you look down on her sexy, naked body, her 'I've been fucked' hair, and the dribble of your cum leaking from her bare slit. You start getting hard again, so you leave to get her clothes, which you find in a heap inside your door. You go back and toss the clothes around, making it look like Lisa just stripped and crawled into bed. | ||
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| + | You take one more look at her and decide to get another grope of her spectacular tits. Feeling the weight of her breast meat in your hands leads you to sucking her nipples back and forth. | ||
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| + | "Oh, Max, you're taking great care of my boobs, getting them ready for Max Junior! Keep sucking and you might get milk! Or maybe a White Russian!" Lisa is still delirious, though the mention of Max Junior is interesting. Now you're achingly hard. | ||
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| + | '''What do you do? Go back to bed? Plow another load into Lisa? Get a sleepy blowjob?''' | ||
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Revision as of 20:40, 8 April 2013
You decide that taking her to her room is the safest option. You've already put three loads in her, and sleeping in the same room is too risky. You pick up Lisa and she hugs you close, holding onto your neck.
"Oh, Max, your cookies feel so good baking in my oven. How many did you put in? Four dozen?" she says from her dream.
"Only three dozen or million, depending on how you count," you whisper back to her.
"Well, they feel really good." She snuggles into your chest. You don't think you've ever cuddled with Lisa, at least not since you were about six.
You get to her room and nudge the door open with your foot. You walk in and deposit Lisa on her bed. Before you cover her up, you look down on her sexy, naked body, her 'I've been fucked' hair, and the dribble of your cum leaking from her bare slit. You start getting hard again, so you leave to get her clothes, which you find in a heap inside your door. You go back and toss the clothes around, making it look like Lisa just stripped and crawled into bed.
You take one more look at her and decide to get another grope of her spectacular tits. Feeling the weight of her breast meat in your hands leads you to sucking her nipples back and forth.
"Oh, Max, you're taking great care of my boobs, getting them ready for Max Junior! Keep sucking and you might get milk! Or maybe a White Russian!" Lisa is still delirious, though the mention of Max Junior is interesting. Now you're achingly hard.
What do you do? Go back to bed? Plow another load into Lisa? Get a sleepy blowjob?
