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♡ MONA
I'm about to fall asleep on the chest of my amazing man. It was a long, steamy night and the sun is about to come up. But we finally made it to the bed. We had sex in every corner of this apartment. It was like he was trying to leave happy memories in this place, like a goodbye.
Maybe he was...
I gently run my nails across his chest and he lets out a happy moan.
"Montell?"
He moves the hair from my face to look into my eyes as I tilt my head up to him. Our eyes connect and I stare into his dark orbs. He feels like home.
Am I really doing this?
Should I talk to Ama about it first? No, I know exactly what she would say. She'd tell me to go for it.
"Montell, I love you. Would you..."
Go on Mona, you can do it. Spit it out.
Ohhh, I feel sick.
Alright, here goes. "Would you like to move in with me?"
He rolls on top of me and presses his forehead against mine. "Are you sure babe?"
I kiss him first and say: "Positive. Would you be okay with living in my house?"
A smile slowly forms on his lips and his eyes shine like he won the lottery. He kisses me some more before saying: "I would love to live in your house with you babe. There's nothing I'd want more, but maybe you should think about it some more. With my schedule..."
I shut him up by biting his plump bottom lip and he kisses me slow and deep. I feel something grow harder against my thigh and I can't deny I'm starting to heat up again too.
Maybe one more round?
♡
♡ DONTÉ
I look at her beautiful face as she cums. And Dios mío does she cum. Such an amazing sight. I watch the waves of her orgasm slow down and admire the pale skin that has turned pink from arousal. Her ginger locks are spread out all over the rug and her eyes...
Her eyes look tearful? What the?
She turns her back to me and I swear I hear her cry.
I lie down beside her and turn her over gently. "Ama?"
She hides her face against my chest and cries harder.
I stroke her hair and wait for her to calm down. I don't think the tears are from sadness, but I'm not sure. What I do know is that I hate to see a woman cry. Especially a woman like Ama. I kiss her forehead and whisper some loving words to her.
She lifts her head from my chest and looks into my eyes. "Thank you. It's been a while since... Thank you."
I lift her chin up to press my lips onto hers for a soft, loving kiss. "It was my pleasure Amada. And since we're being honest. It's been quite a while for me too."
She looks shocked and kisses my lips. She mumbles: "That's a loss for the female population of this world. Cause you sure know what you're doing."
I chuckle, "I'm not interested in doing that for just any woman, Ama. I'm looking for more than just sex."
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