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The Center (Houdini and Nurse_K)

When Carlos pounced on top of her Elsa ran her hand through his hair and squirmed a little. She wasn't exactly horny, but she was ready to mess around with him. She would get horny once they got into it. "Mama's gonna be a good girl for daddy," she purred at him, spreading her legs open in invitation as he touched her lightly there. Her heart was pounding too and she could already feel her body starting to heat up the way it always did when she was having sex.
 
Carlos grinned down at her and stroked her cheek playfully at the mention of being a good girl. "Oh," he teased. "So a good girl needs a reward, not a punishment, ain't that right?" He reached up and stroked her long hair gently, before moving back down and accepting her invitation between her legs. He could feel her just begin to moisten there, and he rubbed her gently up and down her slit, on her inner thighs, and gave just a push or two at her piercing before leaving her womanhood alone, and diving in for a passionate kiss. As he opened his mouth and tasted her warm tongue, he lifted up his chest and began massaging both warm breasts vigorously. "Damnnnnn," he growled. "You a really good girl tonight, mama."
 
"Yeah?" she asked with a grin after he told her she was a good girl. She wrapped her arms around his neck and drew him in close to her, lifting her head up and giving him yet a third passionate kiss. She wrapped her legs around his waist loosely and pulled him down that way too, bringing his manhood closer to her womanhood. She pulled away from the kiss and looked directly into his eyes, "Well mama's gonna miss daddy while he's gone,"
 
Carlos was content to hold her tight and kiss for a while, his pulse constantly quickening at the delightful foreplay. As their bodies pressed against each other, his manhood dragged along the soft flesh of her thigh, starting to dig in some. "Yeah," he whispered. "So mama better get all she can of Daddy now," he added. "All she can," he repeated, continuing to rub at her breasts while he stared down into her eyes. He slowly moved his body so that he was sitting on her, but distributing some of his weight onto the bed through his ankles. Cock in hand, he began sliding it between her breasts, tickled delightfully by the soft flesh there. This could be either some more foreplay or something more. He was just in a breast mood this night, and Elsa's delicious funbags were tempting him a little too much to resist.
 
She was pretty sure that Carlos had never titfucked her before. Maybe once, but she wasn't sure. She thought that was probably Brendan, which she felt bad about. She couldn't distinguish past sexual escapades between the two sometimes. She shifted a little on the bed so that she was evenly underneath him. She brought her hands to her breasts and pushed them closer together so that Carlos' cock was tightly snuggled in between them. She wondered what else Carlos was going to want to do tonight. He'd probably definitely want her to suck him off since she'd refused to do it the last time. She wasn't opposed this time, as she usually wasn't.
 
Carlos laughed playfully as Elsa pushed her breasts together to create some more friction for him. "Ooh, you really bein' a good girl," he rasped. "You bein' nice, and waitin' to get yours. Don't worry, I'ma make it up to you when you get your turn, mama," he promised. It felt heavenly as he slid his manhood in along the tight passage between her two white globes, surrounded by soft breast on three sides, and her warm, moist chest beneath. Letting out a loud moan, he grasped both breasts as squeezed as he continued to work his cock back and forth.
 
Elsa moved her hands to be on top of his as he squeezed her breasts and pumped his cock back and forth between them. Titfucking had always been a strange act to her. She didn't necessarily mind it, but she didn't love it or anything. What did she get out of it? Nothing, really. It wasn't even like giving head where she could work her magic on him, she just held her breasts together and he humped her chest. Nonetheless, she smiled up at Carlos and cooed at him to encourage his movements. She knew it was important to leave him feeling satisfied and happy with her when he was going away.
 
Carlos was somewhere deep in a pleasure zone as he rocked back and forth on her chest. Looking down at Elsa, he moaned even louder as she cooed at him, sharing a longing stare deep into her brown eyes as both their hands squeezed her breasts. The feel was silky, velvety, something that he couldn't put his finger on. Finally, he began humping harder at her, feeling the waves of pleasure coursing through his whole body, and he let go, spurting his seed across her breasts, chest, neck, and chin, and letting out a primal moan aimed in the general direction of the ceiling. “Ohhhh, baby,” he groaned. “You good…. you real good,” he swore with a contented smile. “Now you ready for yours?”
 
Elsa winced only a little bit when he came on her. She didn't mind when he came on her as long as he wasn't violent about it. They even kept a towel near by so that she could wipe it off of herself when he did it. One thing that Carlos had never made her do was eat all of his cum, which she thought was good. She wiped it off of herself and grinned at him, "Whatcha gonna do to me, daddy? Screw me? Hmm? Cause that's what I want."
 
Carlos grinned down at Elsa when she made her forward little suggestion. It was cute the way she wiped herself off, nice and delicately. Tonight, now that she'd let him do what he wanted, all he wanted to do was return the favor. "Hmmm, I think I am gonna have to screw you, mama. Long and hard," he promised, beginning to run his hands along her soft body, along her hips, stomach, and over her navel. He'd need to buy a little time, of course, to get himself back up, but it never took so long with Elsa, at least if she was trying even a little to turn him on. Leaning down by her bare womanhood, he took a deep whiff, looked up and smiled at her, and kissed her softly several times right on her pussy.
 
"Mmmm," she groaned when he said he would screw her long and hard. Usually their escapades were quick and hot, not long and savory. She was eager to find out what sleeping with him in that way would feel like. She sighed when he kissed her pussy, he was always so gentle when he did that. It was amazing to her the way he could be so gentle and focus purely on her pleasure. She lifted her hips up to him and pressed her pussy to his mouth lightly. She ran her hands down to his hair and gently pulled him closer to her.
 
Carlos didn't resist in the least when she pushed her womanhood up to his mouth. He just kissed her some more, and extended his tongue just a touch through his lips, and let the tip press against her mostly closed pussy. Even when she pushed him down with her hands, he kept going at her. He let the tip of his tongue sink just a touch inside her, feeling her warmth and tasting her familiar taste. The strangest thing was, that now he wasn't even in the mood for dirty talk for once. Maybe a little playful talk, but not dirty. He wondered if they'd both enjoy it as much without, but he couldn't see why not. "Ahh, daddy missed your nice taste, mama," he said once he'd paused for a breath. He could feel himself getting hard and ready as he began lapping around her fleshy clit a moment later.
 
Elsa lay her head back against the bed and closed her eyes as he felt around her womanhood. She liked the feel of his tongue and lips just exploring her. That wasn't something he did much of. He touched her a lot, in a lot of different places, but he was never slow and exploratory. They seemed to have settled into a different routine for tonight, and it was nice. She shivered a little when he lapped around her clit. She even went so far as to buck her hips up gently so that his tongue was forced to touch her actual clit. That made her think of the time at the lake with Brendan when she'd humped his face wildly. That had been quite the time. "Mmm...mama loves you daddy," she blurted out without thinking.
 
Carlos kept going at her for a moment when she lustily said she loved him. Or, technically, that she loved 'daddy'. Then he paused and took it in. Obviously, neither of them had used the word 'love' before with each other. Did he love her? He hadn't thought so, but it made him think when she said it. He didn't want to stop and talk about it though, or have it be awkward, especially not now. "Ahh, me too, mama," he rasped back in a sort of compromise. Then, he went right back to exploring Elsa's delicate womanhood. He used some variety, taking note how she responded to each type of touch. He let his tongue hang loose and limp, so it gently caressed her moist slit. Then, he firmed it up to give more of a massage to her womanly pleasure sensors. Maybe he did love her, he thought as he kept at her. Maybe he wanted what was best for her, and not just himself.
 
It didn't even register in Elsa's mind that she just told Carlos she loved him. She didn't love him, it was just a natural thing she had said in response to the pleasure he was giving her. So natural in fact that she didn't even remember she'd said it, and if he brought it up later she would deny it fully believing that it had never been said. She moaned softly as he changed up what he was doing to her with his tongue, sometimes gasping and twitching and sometimes shivering. After a few more licks she finally couldn't take it anymore. She tugged on his hair gently, pulling his head away from her pussy. "I need you to screw me," she moaned.
 
Carlos had been doing his best to listen to what her body told him, and react accordingly. Apparently he'd been listening a little too well, since she soon needed more. "Ahh, that's the words I been waitin' to hear," he groaned as she pulled him away. "Cause I need to start screwin' you, too, mama," he admitted, lifting off her and holding his re-hardened manhood in his hand with his tattooed arm. Glaring down at her like a criminal with some kind of dangerous weapon, he leaned over and kissed her warm lips, prostrating himself on her and getting in position to sink into the glorious pussy that he craved. Kissing his way around her face, to her cheek and ear, he slowly began to rock his thick, dark cock insider her warm passage. "Long and hard," he reminded her again with a whisper in her ear.
 
She wrapped her arms around his neck when he leaned in to kiss her. She closed her eyes and kissed him hungrily, eagerly, loving the taste of his lips (despite the slight taste of herself there as well). She pouted when his lips left hers but was immediately rewarded with his dark thick cock pushing inside of her. She breathed out in a loud sigh, nuzzling her cheek against his. "Go slow, baby," she murmured, "Make it sizzle up slow instead of a quick boil," she lifted her head up and nipped at his ear gently, tugging on it a little bit. She closed her eyes again and focused on the slow rocking back and forth of him inside of her. He went slowly but he still went hard, each thrust making her entire body move.
 
Carlos shivered a little when she nipped at his ear, his whole body shaking and moving hers in turn, considering he was now entrenched inside her. "Ahh yes, nice and slow," he moaned. "You ever had a big, thick cock in you all night long?" he groaned into her ear, massaging her breasts again as he pushed deeper inside her. The thought quickly crossed his mind that he might get her pregnant again. They had regular enough sex and didn't give much thought to protection that Gui probably wasn't too far off from having a sibling about ten months his junior. But that wasn't worth thinking much about now. Gradually, he rocked inside her, feeling her warmth squeezing at him, finally closing in on halfway inside her. "Cause I can make your body sizzle all night, mama," he said in an arousal-soaked voice.
 
She shook her head gently and gasped from feeling him rock deeper inside of her. Going slowly like this felt unlike any other way they'd ever had sex. It was absolutely magnificent. It was slow and sensual and yet didn't lack any passion. It may have actually been their most passionate time together. Her insides squeezed him rhythmically, matching his slow pace with spaced out but very strong contractions. She ran her hands down his back and then slowly traced back up, her nails scratching him very lightly. "That sounds just like what I need right now, daddy..." she wasn't anywhere near an orgasm and they'd already been going at it for awhile. She didn't need to be though. She was entrenched in his pleasure.
 
Carlos was building up to an orgasm very slowly and deliberately. It wasn't his usual style, but it was off the charts enjoyable. He was learning to expand the limits of his 'style' quite often with Elsa, it seemed. "Don't worry," he whispered down into her nose. "Daddy gonna give you everything you need tonight," he promised with a little grin. He leaned in and kissed her on the mouth, continuing to open up and taste her as he rocked in and out, keeping the same rhythmical motions going. Pushing in, in, a little more each time, he finally was sheathed all the way inside Elsa's squeezing pussy, just as his tongue pushed inside her warm mouth. Carlos closed his eyes as he continued to share the longest kiss he'd ever held with Elsa, rocking his hips gently as he felt his tip press softly against the rear limit of her hot love tunnel.
 
She kissed him slowly and tenderly, but her kiss also had an edge of hunger in it. It wasn't wild and passionate like their kisses usually were, it was like an understatement. She usually didn't like to kiss him for very long, it made her feel too connected to him. But right now they were going for connection, and they were most definitely having one. She let out a long, low moan into his mouth when she felt him hit her extremely deep. One of the things she'd always loved about sleeping with Carlos was the fact that he could penetrate her so deeply. Her hips bucked up a little bit and she whimpered into his mouth, her orgasm building now.
 
Carlos continued to kiss her as they made love. Making love was what this seemed like, whether they actually loved each other or not. Absorbing her noises into his mouth, he moaned deeply right back into hers as their tongues danced with each other. Continuing to rock inside her for some time, he sometimes pulled out with short, slightly quicker strokes, and sometimes went slow. When he moved slowly, he would pull his hardness almost all the way out, almost to the point where her pussy lips would part closed behind it, before dipping back in slowly, filling her up all the way to the hilt. When he finally sensed her getting close, he began sliding up and down her body a little, letting his base stimulate her clit ring like he'd done before. Interestingly, he was moving so slow that he wasn't at the point of an orgasm yet. He wondered if he could give Elsa more than more before he came.
 
Elsa's back arched and she moaned louder and more desperately into his mouth. She was close, and he knew it. He was enticing her further by sliding up and down her body and rubbing against her clit. "Ahhh," she moaned right into his mouth, her heart racing and racing and racing until she felt like she was going to explode. Despite their slow movements she was sweaty and hot, her insides squeezing him hard. "Caaaaarlos!" she whined, her head tilting back as much as it cold with his lips still attached to hers as her slow orgasm finally toppled over and sent her into a world of complete pleasure.
 
Carlos finally let her mouth free from his and cupped her head in his hands as she came. He kissed her gently on her neck and chin while she orgasmed wonderfully, massaging his thick cock. There was no room to spare inside her filled up womanhood, so her squeezing pressed in on his length from all directions. But he held out from cumming, using a little bit of extra willpower to accomplish this feat. He did his best to make his base just barely graze her clit ring with each cycle of motion, intensifying and riding out her gradual orgasm. "Did that feel good for mama?" he grunted with a smile as he watched her eyes, continuing to rock inside her as the spasms died down. He looked up in the air now that their lips were free, moaning loudly as his own orgasm continued to build.
 
She whined and wriggled a little bit as he held her face, his constant grazing against her clit ring just intensifying the wonderful feelings she was already having. That had to go on her top five orgasms list. Maybe number two or three, after at least one of the times she'd been with Brendan. She looked up at Carlos with her pleasure drunk eyes and nodded as much as she could with her head held by his hands, "Yessss daddy. Mama looooved that," she stroked the back of his neck and up into his hair as he continued to rock in and out of her. Usually after she came she was ready to be done, but surprisingly she didn't want that at all now.
 
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