* Cooper and Y/N *
Cooper Howard has wondered the Mojave wasteland for over 200 years becoming as wild and hardened as the land itself... He never expected regain his humanity when he meets Y/N or to feel the softness and warmth of skin under his f...
My cock is throbbing beneath my trousers and the bulge becoming very noticeable when her body presses to mine.
She looks down at it for a split second and back to my lips.
"Bigger than it was on the landing"
Now the body I've had for over 200 years may have been through a lot of shit and it's become resilient and hardened to the elements. My dick is no different.
My rock hard dick is evidence of that.
I lift Y/N open legged onto my waist. I want to consume her. She tastes delicious. I also don't want her to get away.
She lets out a tiny scream as I easily manoeuvre her body easily around mine.
"Come now darlin, the neighbours won't hear that" I wink "let em hear you!" I shout into the cellar.
Unzipping her jumpsuit and peeling it from her torso; I expose her round soft tits. Perfectly in line with my face again.
I greedily and without invitation cup one in a scarred hand and pull at her bra releasing a nipple to my mouth.
I can't help but growl and the primal feeling I have in this moment.
The new sensation causes her to shift on my lap and against my bulge.
She tosses her head back. Her hair cascading onto the barrel table.
I pull at the zipper. Reaching the very bottom tooth of the zip. I see her white panties again.
Tracing my hand over her skin. Down to her scar and around her waist. I lift her and lay her back on the barrel as I stand.
The sudden disconnection of our bodies feels cold.
I yearn for her touch on my skin again.
Her arms release from around my shoulders and neck as she lays on the barrel her beautiful ass still balanced firmly in my hands.
I grip the vault suit. The blue and yellow fabric clutched in my hands and start to pull it down over her legs.
I feel her big eyes on me.
She doesn't stop me.
She couldn't fucking stop me
She wiggles higher on the barrel as I pull the suit down to her feet.
There in all her perfect glory. In crisp white panties. He breasts spilling feeely pushed together as her arms hold her steady.
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Her long legs dangle not touching the floor.
A sight for the centuries.
I lift one of her perfect legs and take her foot in my hands and run both hands up over her calves so smooth and creamy. I spread her legs as I move my body between them as I rise.
