Happy Thanksgiving guys!!!
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Darold
I tried to pull away from Sayvior's lips, but she wouldn't allow it.
She stopped scratching my back and brought her hands up in between us to cup my face and kissed me.
"So you-don't...want to...switch?" I asked in between her kisses.
I started to pull out anyways and she wrapped her legs around my waist and locked them like she would if we were fighting.
I almost laughed, but I had to bite my lip and slap her thigh to get her to release me.
I finally turned my head away from her to breathe. Sayvior switched to kissing and moaning on my neck as I slid in and out of her.
I grabbed the back of her thigh and pushed it up towards her body, holding it there.
She froze up beneath me and I heard her try to catch her breath.
I stroked her spot slow to give her the chance, but I probably wasn't helping.
"D-"
"Wait for me, baby" I said before connecting our lips again so that she wouldn't moan out loud.
I sped up when I felt my own release coming and she started to suck on my tongue while attempting to hold her cries in.
I didn't notice it before, but the bed squeaked loudly.
I grunted against her lips.
My hand slipped up Sayvior's leg and tapped her thigh.
She let go at the same time I did, and broke away from my mouth to moan and curse out loud.
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"You swear that you're so against fucking in my mama's house" I nudged her and kissed her forehead.
We were on the couch together.
"I'm sore" She mumbled, not even bothering to open her eyes.
"Satisfied" I corrected. "I laid that shit down for the holidays"
"Eight days of Hanukkah" She smiled.
"You not going to be smiling past day three"
She sat up on me and bit her lip.
I reached out and undid that. "That's sexy. Don't do that on her couch."
Sayvior smiled at me and started to get off.
I grabbed her waist and pulled her back down. "I didn't say go anywhere. Act like you love me"
"Shut up" Sayvior dropped down onto me and closed her eyes. "I love you, dumb dumb"
"Hell nah" I slapped her butt and she winced.
I squeezed it so that she wouldn't be able to.
"Move" She tried to push her hands up under my hands to rub it.
"I do it better" I let go.
"That hurt, Darold" Sayvior started to get up again and pushed me away from her when I grabbed her.
