“Yes. Of course!”
“Then I’m not worried about you giving me something unpleasant. And I’m not worried about you giving me a baby. I’m still on the pill. Have been for years. Though that might change,” she added mysteriously.
“So shut up, and f**k me.”
She pulled his head down and kissed him, her teeth nipping at his lips, and he told his mind to stop thinking and start doing. The feel of Helen beneath him, around him, with him, was incredible. As he moved back and forth, his c**k sawing in and out of her cleft in long, slow strokes that had her cooing her approval, his chest was continually touching the impossibly soft skin of her breasts. It was the most erotic thing he had ever experienced, and his senses were filled with her. Her skin, under his touch. The taste of her mouth. The sou
