My Second Maui Encounter

My second encounter ended up being with the same guy, G. 

It was hot, hot, hot.

It took a couple of days, but we finally coordinated our schedules.

I called J right before G got there, and left the phone near the bed so J could hear us fucking. I also left the slider door open so that J could hear us from the lawn below. Our neighbors could hear too. I didn't care.

I just had him show up at our condo. I opened the door, he said hi, I said hi, and he started kissing me. Forcefully, roughly. We made our way to the bed.

He laid me down on the bed. I started taking off my short dress, leaving my thong on. He started going down on me, pushing aside the lacy material. He undressed himself, I caressed his muscular chest and arms.

He put my fingers in my mouth. Lick, he commanded. He put my wet hand on his cock. I stroked his cock until he was ready to start pounding me.

And off again we went.

Pounding me, going down on me. Making me come so much, so much I soaked the sheets even more than our first time together. Holding my jaw tightly. Hitting my face. Holding my legs open and shoving them up to my face. Making me yell and swear.

I told him I wanted him to come. To come on me. Come on my stomach.

When he had had his fill of my pussy he complied, leaving a long trail of come all over my stomach and tits.

He left.