Walking Home (Decadence and Candira)

Faye grinned at his choice and helped him remove the paper before securely attaching the suction cup. She worked in perfect tandem with him--they were like a well oiled machine. Once she as absolutely certain the corners were perfectly aligned, she glanced over at her boss, smiling at his sexy body and the look of absolute focus on his face that made her feel inspired to do more. He was more of an influence than he really knew.

"It's all good on this side, captain," she said, double checking her side to see that it was still perfect.
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Sophie considered Keith's words as he practically caged her in with his body, like a cat playing with its dinner. Her grey eyes stayed locked on his and she chuckled at the idea of her being more rebellious than she appeared to be. Perhaps she was in her own ways. She didn't take shit from anyone--not even her parents. But she strove to keep up good relationships with her parents, just as she strove to be a good person in general.

Still, she couldn't help but wonder just what he thought she was beneath the kindness? She smirked as he rolled his eyes and flicked the hair out of them. She thought about the last question and made a little face. "That's kinda gross. Not gonna lie. I mean, I love my parents, and they're not exactly ugly, but I never want to think of them in bed together...or of me having sex in the same bed they do." She shivered a little and then looked up at him, chuckling.

"I'm curious to know what exactly you think I should be. I've never thought of sex in my parent's bed. That doesn't mean I haven't thought of it in a number of other places--private and public. Am I such a prude in your mind?" She kissed his lips softly, briefly, and nipped his bottom lip.
 
The work was far more enjoyable when they weren't at each other's throats. Zack could feel the positive vibes, like how some of those Hippie Zen dudes would put it. He could feel the balance in the Yin-Yang and all that shit. He had been wrong about Faye--well, had he ever been right about her when he was a womanizing scumbag? Did he love cats? Still though, Zack was still a womanizing scumbag, but Faye's warm touch did help clean out some of the scumbag in him.

He noticed her smile before his eyes shifted up, interrupting his serious face with a quiet smirk in her direction. "Is it?" he asked, walking around the car to where she was. He stood behind her, leaning against her backside, inspecting the windshield over her shoulder. He got a whiff of her scent as his nose was right beside her hair, and he could feel himself getting aroused again. "Looks good," he said, bumping his crotch against her firm ass. He could feel himself beginning to get hard against her.

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"I don't know," Keith replied, continuing to study her. He nibbled his lower lip after she held her lips there. "Who are you, Sophie? And how would you react in a situation like this? You seemed pretty horny just kissing me right now. Is that all you're gonna do?"
 
The Asian beauty knew she'd been caught in the act, but she just let it go as it was. His serious face morphed into a sexy smirk and she knew she was in for it now. She stayed bent over the car as he came to her and then stood behind her, leaning over her as he took a brief look at the windshield.

She smiled as she felt him leaning over her, his closeness welcome. My he was playful today. She could feel his body against her ass and she smirked as she felt his arousal a bit. Straightening a little so that her back was pressed against his chest, she turned to face him, a smirk of her own on her face. "Does it? Good. Let's seal it up and have sex in the back."
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Sophie grinned as she looked up at him and shook her head, a dangerously sexy smirk on her face. "Oh, Keith. If only you knew," she teased. She kissed him again, pulling him closer to her, her hands on his shoulders. There wasn't much else she could do at this point, since he was in a better position to do whatever he wanted to her.
 
Zack was ready to pull her pants down and fuck her right there, but they had a job to do, and this was mighty...distracting. He straightened his rugged blue jeans, which have managed the wear and tear of working months in this garage. The tight black shirt woven around his torso stretched as he moved, and his big, round chest was noticeable from under it. "I like your initiative," he said, getting back to work.

He handed her a canister of sealant with the tip already cut so she could apply it. Zack then worked on cleaning out the edges of the windshield as he waited for her to follow. He had to squirm in and out of the car, trying his damn hardest to focus on the job as he checked around to make sure things were tiptop. After a few, diligent moments of tinkering, cutting old sealant, and all that jazz, the car's windshield was sealed and bonding nicely. There were still a few dents to take care of, as well as the interior. They could work on that while waiting for the sealant to dry.

Zack stood behind her again, hands to his hips. "Not bad," he said, looking at the fine work they had done. He then wrapped his large arms around her, forearms crossing over her breasts in the embrace. "We can start with the body work," he said, nuzzling his face against her neck. "After a break."

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Keith lifted his eyebrows at that devilish smirk of hers. Then she said something totally unexpected, and he felt her pulling him closer to him, along with her lips against him. That was a suitable answer. He prolonged the kiss, closing his eyes to move in deeper. Oh, did this feel good. His hands against the wall curled in, lightly clawing at the hard surface. He shifted one bent knee forward, hitting the middle of her two thighs. He felt her soft legs from behind her sundress.

His lips moved around hers, dripping down to her chin, where he nibbled and licked at her. "Oh you don't even know how much I want you, Sophie," he said, breathing all over her. The bandage over his head was beginning to itch. Keith took a hand and clawed it off his forehead. It was as though nothing had happened to him yesterday. He was in perfect shape right now, and he had this girl right here to thank for it. "I'm glad that's out of the way," he smiled, pressing his lips against her again, feverishly trying to taste her.
 
Faye smiled at him and then went back to work helping him take care of everything before finally sealing the new windshield into place. It looked almost brand new again...aside from the rest of the body work that needed to be done. She put the sealant away and smiled as she felt him standing behind her again.

She leaned back into him, her breasts squished a bit beneath his strong arms as his face nuzzled into her neck. "Mmmm, sounds like a plan to me."
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Sophie kissed him deeply, still holding him as he moved closer to her. She groaned softly as he parted her legs with his knee. She didn't do a thing to stop him as his kisses became more intense, more desperate. She tilted her head for him as he got to her chin, and then he pulled away.

Well, if she hadn't known how much he wanted her before, she was certainly getting the idea now. He took the bandage from his head off and she smiled when she saw he was healed. She captured his lips as they came in for her with her own. She kissed him back and slipped her tongue past his lips wanting to explore a bit more.
 
Right now, Zack was a man of action. Words just seemed to get in the way. He felt her soft bundle of breasts rising from beneath her black tank top, smothering them with a wall of his forearms. He could also feel the lace cups covering them, as they shifted, causing some of the under wire to dig at the bottom of her soft mounds with their stiff, curved sickles. Zack tightened his embrace. He shoved his hardening cock into the soft cleft of her ass, making her bend over towards the car as he leaned over her. Air seethed from his parted mouth. He kissed her neck, before suckling at that spot as though he were a hungry newborn eager to drink from a dripping teat. Zack then grunted, forging the steel in his cock against her tight ass, rubbing, feeling the soft bulge take shape.

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Even though he's had a few porn films under his belt, none of that could prepare Keith for the intense desire he was feeling for Sophie. He pinned her against the wall with his lean, toned body, growling at how soft she felt against him; those thick, enormous breasts a cushion of unlimited depth, rolling and slipping around him. The feel of her tongue was hot and dripping wet. His long, thick cock pulsated with life, rising, painful while it stretched his boxers and strained from inside his thick jeans. It was pressed against her from over that adorable sundress, eager to reach her pussy so he could bury it inside her for the first time. It aroused him further to think that behind that adorable sundress was a voluptuous body of a goddess, sexy as much as it was beautiful. And to think that a few years ago, he had once teased her for being so unattractive and plain.

Keith's hands descended from the wall, spreading over her breasts, and squeezed at them, twisting his palms around them to mash and knead her abundant chest. Her bra straps loosened on her shoulders. Alongside the cups of her bra, his hands lifted her heavy breasts, shaping them with outstretched fingers. He sandwiched her against the wall, using the solid surface as leverage to make her feel more of him. His taut six pack, his chiseled, rock star chest, his stiff, eager hands, and his devouring lips dragging that steel ring wherever it closed over.

His knees pressed against the knob of her own knees, pushing them against the wall in an attempt to part her legs. He continued to kiss her, sliding his tongue around her own, exchanging bodily fluids from their mouth.
 
Zack didn't need to speak--his body made exactly what he wanted perfectly clear to her. She shivered as he pulled her tight to him, her bra shifting a bit from the pressure. She stayed pressed against him, shivering softly as his warm breath made its way over her neck. The bulge in his jeans made itself known with little trouble as he pressed against her ass. The kisses he delivered and the way he suckled her neck drew a soft moan from her lips as he bent her forward and leaned over her.

Faye was already wet for him, but the want only increased. Though she wanted him and whimpered softly, she let him take his time, knowing that she would want for nothing in just a few moments.
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Sophie was a little surprised at the aggression he was showing, but she didn't mind it, and the initial shock quickly gave way to a rising desire for more. She shivered at his growl and moaned as he pressed against her and she deepened the kiss a bit more. As it turned out, her red hair was a reflection of how passionate she could be, and right now, there was nothing she was more passionate about than showing him just how much she wanted him too.

A soft groan escaped her as she felt a bulge pressing against her and she blushed as she remembered just how well-endowed he really was. Though she'd never thought of Keith as a sexual being before she'd found out he was a porn star, she could always remember a faint hint of attraction, despite her bitter hatred for the way he treated her. It was easier to see why now that they were back to liking each other.

Now, she considered him as she'd seen him in the shower earlier that morning and felt herself grow warmer with the knowledge. It didn't much matter to her that she wasn't the only woman who'd seen him that way. Clearly, none of them meant as much to him as she did, and that was definitely enough.

Suddenly, everything about him became sexier. The lip ring he wore, the feel of his eager hands on her large breasts, the way he pinned her against the wall, the way his body felt pressed against her as his knee forced her legs further apart. At this point, she'd be ready for him in no time at all. Her tongue danced with his and her hands rubbed at his shoulders and then went up into his dark hair to pull him closer and give him more room to do what he pleased.
 
Her shivers gave him more pleasure, coaxing the flames. His hands were still dirty from the work they finished, which was not a problem at all, since he didn't mind letting things get messy. They both lived in the garage, and as the slick grease from his hands trailed down her top to her green shorts, worrying about some stained clothing was far from his mind.

With his left hand, Zack crawled under her top, creating an outline of his hand spreading over her breasts, hooking down her bra to find her nipples to play with. He regretted not spending enough time with them the last time they were at the hospital, and he was looking to remedy that. He pinched at her nipples, transferring some of the dirt on his fingers onto them.

His right thumb clawed down her shorts, looking to expose her ass while he breathed into her neck, whispering something dirty and corrupt in her ear about fucking and reaming his cock up her pussy. He wanted to slide down her shorts in a single movement or two. Her whimper just made him even more impatient.

He didn't care if they were going to do it in the garage while the door was open. Nobody was around, but if someone was outside, they could clearly see them. But it was Sunday morning, and Zack wasn't a church goer.

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Keith was surprised at how reciprocal she was to his advances. Usually, she was the one who kept him from going over, but when left unchecked, Keith would happily fuck the living shit out of her. He let himself go, smothering his mouth against hers, feeling rocky teeth clatter when their teeth awkwardly slid against each other. One hand went around her waist and grabbed her by the ass, before gripping a handful of her dress, pulling it up a series of skipping snatches, hiking the backside of her dress up.

His other hand squeezed at her tit, oblivious to the fact that her milk could just spurt out at any moment from the pressure he was applying to them. He kneaded her in circular motions, throwing her breast out of alignment with her bra. Her little murmurs and groans caused his cock to stiffen, forcing them to find some room to rise, or else suffer the pain of becoming bent in an unnatural position. Keith rubbed the thickening bulge of his crotch in between her legs, almost feeling as though he could cum at that moment. His hips moved against her, mashing himself against where her pussy was, then catching her soft thigh before sinking back against that nether region.
 
Faye loved the feel of his dirty, rough hands against her soft skin. She closed her eyes and let his hands roam, one hand reaching up under her shirt, his dirty hand squeezing her. Moaning softly, she shivered as he pinched her nipples and pulled down her shorts. It felt so good to have him want her like this.

His dirty talk only further stroked the flames of desire she felt. She loved the danger she felt around him and knowing that she would be safe at the same time. He was so powerful, and he didn't mind being rough. She loved it. The fact that they were sinners on a Sunday didn't escape her, but at this point, the only thing she was really concerned about was getting him to follow through on that promise.
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Sophie was finding that she rather liked letting go of control when Keith was involved. She felt so good pressed against him. She flinched a little whenever their teeth clashed ever so briefly. Even so, as he grabbed her and pulled her close, hiking up her dress, she showed no signs of backing down.

All of the stimulation her breasts had received had made them a bit more sensitive...but no milk would come until he started to suckle them unless he was particularly rough. Still, it didn't stop her from enjoying it. His bulge pressed firmly against her again and she moaned softly, reaching down between them to undo his pants and let him breathe a little more.

After a moment, she pulled away from his lips and leaned her forehead against his. "We need a better place to do this," she said, looking up at him.
 
Zack continue to grope her, squeezing savagely at her breast with no intention of making this a soft, sensual affair. He wanted this rough, and he absolutely loved how he could never be too rough with this petite little Asian bitch. The bra slipped under her chest, exposing her other nipple to his thick fingers. He growled, slipping up her tank top so her tits could breathe from fresh air.

His other hand frantically undid his belt buckle and top jean button, before unzipping his fly. With a few shakes from his hip, his jeans fell down to his ankles, revealing a pair of red and white, checkered boxers. Stretching the cotton until it looked like it was nearly ready to tear, was his erect cock, veiny and eager to be inside Faye. His shook it out from his underwear, allowing the long rod to protrude from the open slit of his boxers. Purplish, and fully engorged with his desire for her, it stood stiff and proud; its head shiny and looking polished to fuck. A dull reflection of Faye's ass could be seen at the tip.

Then with that same hand, he pushed her so she was bent over the car, slapping his palm against her exposed back. He kept it there, before sliding it down the small of her back until he reached her thick cheeks. There, he turned his hand clockwise as though he were trying to crack open a safe and seized her panties, but he didn't pull them down. Instead, he yanked them up, causing them to stretch up between her pussy as he tightened them so he could floss at her wet lips, strumming them back and forth as he nearly ripped them while he pulled. His hand over her breasts tightened while he did this.

"You like that?" he grunted in her ear. The tip of his cock bumped against her soft ass. He pulled her panties just a little more, thinning them down to the width of a shoelace.

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Keith turned his head around, scanning Zack's kitchen. He then turned his gaze back to Sophie, adding a bit of naughty to it. "I got a better idea," he said, grabbing her hand. He rushed over towards the counter while gripping her hand. Then he slipped his arms around her, nudging her to leap into his arms. "Go ahead and take a seat on the counter," he said, giving her a little smirk.
 
Faye gasped and moaned as his strong hand squeezed her breasts, the soft, silky skin bulging a bit between his fingers. The tan glow of her skin was revealed as he pulled her bra down, a little painfully, below her breasts and pulled up her tank top. If anyone walked in on them now, they would see quite a sight.

The way he growled when he got aggressive like this only turned her on more than she already was. She could hear him fumbling with his belt and smirked a little at his eagerness. So she wasn't the only one then. She still wore her red hipsters from yesterday, the lacy red material peaking out as he pulled down her shorts. And then she heard his pants hit the ground and suddenly she was fully bent over the car, leaning on it fairly heavily as his hand practically crushed her breasts. She had a feeling he was going to leave some marks on her, but she didn't mind terribly.

Her skin had adopted a thin layer of sweat as he simultaneously tortured and pleasured her, the anticipation getting to her more than anything else. And then he was playing with her panties. The red hipsters pressed firmly against her clit and parted her wet lips a bit. She moaned softly as he did so, a bit of her juices starting to soak the panties as they were. The stimulation made her arch her back up into him her free breast pressing against the car as the tip of his cock brushed against her tight little ass.

"Fuck, Zack!" she groaned. "It feels so good."
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Sophie blushed a little at the idea of taking this little scene to the kitchen counter, but it looked pretty clean, so she supposed she was alright with it. Besides, when he got like this, it was foolish to argue with Keith's ideas. Especially if she herself was wanting. So she put her pale arms around him and used him for a little boost to get up onto the counter, which, thankfully, had enough room to let her sit without bumping into the cupboards. From her new vantage point, the gorgeous redhead looked down at him. Her dress was a bit disheveled and hiked up over her ass in the back now that she was sitting there. The straps of her bra were around her shoulders, not doing anyone a lot of good, and her sundress' straps were beginning to fall from her shoulders as well.

Her creamy, pale skin was a little flushed, the rosy tint to it coming out more readily because of her excitement. Her lips were slightly swollen from the kissing, but she didn't mind, nor did she really feel it. Without much thought to it, she wrapped her smooth legs around him and pulled him close to her, kissing him as she felt her light blue bra fall a little more, her matching panties against the spotless counter, still hidden. "This is new," she murmured, looking into his green eyes. "But are you sure you can reach me from down there?" she teased, pressing against him.
 
Zack grinned as he heard her cry out, tugging at the red lace straining against her wet lips. He unwrapped them, peeling them over her ass and letting them fall down her legs to join her shorts. He wiped his fingers clean against his boxers and then slapped his hand up her pussy, rubbing at her folds, and spreading them wide with his fingers before sliding an index finger up that dripping pussy.

Even though he hadn't yet stuck his cock up in her, Zack groaned, eyes closed, feeling her insides with steady strokes before stirring it with slow, circular motions. After that, he added in his middle finger, using both fingers to probe inside her, hooking them around as he felt her inner walls. She was so wet. His fingers had no trouble slipping around inside her, sometimes coiling around each other while they peddled clumsily up her. With long, seething breaths, Zack tried to find her lips, combing her left cheek with his stubble as he lifted strands of her dark hair with each strained breath.

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He spread her legs apart until they nearly formed an M. "Of course I can," Keith replied, giving her a soft kiss. He kept his eyes on her, resting both his hands on the top of her thighs as he lowered himself until his face was level with where her matching panties lay hidden. "You ever had anyone eat you out?" he asked, keeping those brilliant, green eyes burning through her.

His hands came to life, sliding the hem of her dress back as they clasped against her hips. Light blue panties. Keith smirked as he looked up at her. Then he closed his eyes, tilting his head to one side, and brought his mouth in between the warmth of her legs. His lips touched the thin layer of her underwear, and at first, he could only feel the thin layer of cotton and polyester or whatever else panties were made of, then he could feel her trimmed pussy veiled behind it. Just the outline, from under those already soaking panties. He played at it with pinching lips, pursing his lips together to rub his cold ring against her before opening his mouth to suck her, finding her clit using the tip of his tongue, soaking it up so it would stick out more. He breathed into her, freezing that soaked portion of her covered vagina. Then he licked at it, lapping it up with a loose tongue before opening his eyes to stare up at her with a devilish, green gaze.
 
Given the fact that anyone could have seen them like this, and the garage door was actually open, Faye was immensely turned on by the risk. But the things he was doing to her curvy body made her toes curl. Zack had her number alright--and he knew how to use it. Teasing her swollen pussy lips and using her own panties against her was a stroke of evil genius. She whimpered softly as he teased her, and then finally released her, the lace panties falling down to her feet.

Her eyes closed as he slapped at her silky smooth womanhood. She wondered briefly if he had taken the time to notice that she was shaven down there, or if he liked it, but that concern pretty much disappeared as his thick, clever finger made its way into her dripping sex.

She gasped, a soft sound of pleasure escaping her throat as he pleasured her. The fact that he seemed to be getting off on it only made her want him more. Her dark hair spread over her back like a river taking the land, some spilt over her shoulders, other silky sections still resting over her shirt. She felt the rough stubble on her cheek and turned to give him her lips, kissing him deeply.

Their breathing was deep and fast, and she found herself wanting more than just his fingers in her.
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Sophie let him part her legs with little resistance at all. She accepted the kiss with a light grazing of her own and smiled down at him in a way that was both naturally sexy and innocent at the same time. Her grey eyes looked blue while she wore the dress, but as it fell from her shoulders a bit, they began to turn grey again while she watched.

As his hands met her thighs she shivered a bit, still not used to him touching her there. His question seemed to sear her as much as his gaze, but as she flushed a little from the heat of their attraction, she kept her cool. "No, I haven't," she said, letting him move aside the light cotton fabric of her dress.

She caught his little smirk and blushed softly, watching him bring his lips to the thin material that made up her panties as though he were about to pray. His lips, and that ring of his were too seductive. Her creamy thighs trembled beneath his touch as he played with her wet pussy through her panties. She gasped and clenched her hands on the smooth counter top, groaning out her pleasure as he sucked her and then breathed over her.

And then those devilish eyes caught the rise and fall of her ample chest as she breathed harder and more deeply, her skin flushed a bit and she arched her back for him. It felt so good. Bastard. She would have her revenge.
 
Zack could only hear their labored breathing, mixed with some of her soft cries of lust. He found her tongue, slipping around it while smearing some of his spit all over their lips.

Speaking of lips, his fingers continued to sink and rise, like a piston, while keeping the rhythm flowing by continuing that circular motion. He could hear some faint squishing sounds as his fingers sluiced in and out of her. This was becoming maddening. He had to sink himself into her right now.

He pulled his fingers from her, bringing his attention to his cock, which was swelling for her. Her wet lubricant coated his fingers, and he rubbed most of it all along his shaft as the slippery fingers wrapped around it. Then, while multitasking with his mouth against hers, he guided the shiny head towards her glistening aperture. It touched her swollen lips, tingling for a moment, and then it slipped aside, poking skin, before swaying back towards her sex. Pressing gently against her folds, he slid in, catching a lip to slide inwards up her pussy. Zack exhaled, feeling her with his naked cock. The cockhead sank into her, disappearing, and he slowly slipped the remainder of his shaft inside her. It already felt familiar. The velvety bump at that end being pushed aside, the juices rushing and swirling around him as he sank deeper. Unlike before in the hospital, he went in slowly, and he didn't stop until he couldn't bury that 8 inch cock any further.

With his right hand left with little to do, it swung on up to join his other hand, groping her breast as it slid between her and the car. Zack gripped her, breathing hard while his lips wrapped around hers. "I might just add some more dents to this car," he muttered, beginning to move his hips.

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Keith licked his lips as he watched her breathe, those heavy breasts heaving alongside her flushed face. Her eyes looked more gray, and he almost wished he could rise up and meet her face with a dozen more kisses, but he had to finish what he started.

He closed his eyes again, yearning, looking rather effeminate, yet having overwhelmingly masculine features. He pressed his cheek against her inner thigh, sliding inwards in the direction of her panties. Her creamy thighs felt so warm against his cheek. His tongue came out, licking her thigh as he closed in towards the hem of her panties. Once he reached her there, he settled his open mouth over her again, sucking harder this time, stretching her linen into a crumpled mass in his lips. He did this for a few moments, tasting her as he swallowed whatever she had to offer down there.

His finger went up and slipped aside the thin layer of cotton, as though he were sliding open a cupboard, and he could see her pussy revealed from behind the wet curtain. Keith then enveloped his lips over her, finding the small bulb of her clit, pinching it between pursed lips, teasing at it with the icy coil of his ring. His tongue descended alongside her slit, peeling back a fold to paint it with his saliva.
 
Faye found that she couldn't really focus on just one sensation at a time with him. It all felt too good. She could say what she wanted about his attitude, but the man knew how to work her body. Why had his last girl left him? Oh, yes. Because she was a frigid bitch. She didn't think that would be a problem for her.

After all, she was bent over a car in the very garage the last girl wanted him to spend less time in. The feel of his fingers inside of her truly was maddening, and she wasn't sure how long she would last. Just as she was starting to let control slip away from her, he pulled out and then she felt his thick cock rubbing against her tight pussy.

Soon, he was inside of her and she was in heaven. He was so big, but it felt so good as he slid in slowly this time, taking care to let her get used to it as well. "Zack..." the way she said his name was like pure sex. But his lips captured hers again and she sighed in pleasure, groaning as he filled her up until she just couldn't take it anymore.

Little pale marks appeared on her breasts where his hand had been squeezing her just a moment before. They quickly disappeared, but soon his other hand joined in the fray, and her perfectly sized and shaped breasts were bulging from his fingers while he played with them. It was almost too rough, but she trusted him and she would tell him when it was too much, her nipples like little pebbles.

"Mmm, I just hope the poor little car can take it," she teased.
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Sophie watched as Keith closed his emerald eyes and then lovingly moved his head back between her thighs. His tongue gently brushed against her, but she tensed a bit, still quite sensitive there. She clenched her fingers again, still a bit breathless as his lips met with her panties. If ever there was a time being a porn star would come in handy, it was now, when he was pleasing her in so many ways.

The fact that he was thinking of her pleasure now was different than even yesterday when he was trying so much to please himself before he really thought of how she might be feeling. It spoke volumes about his personality as a whole. She loved that about him. Just as he was a delicate balance of masculine and feminine powers, he could balance his urges.

But then she felt his lips teasing and sucking her and that wiped coherent thoughts from her brain, sighs and groans of pleasure filling the air. She bit her lip as he tasted her and she blushed as he moved her panties aside. Her perfectly trimmed pussy came into view and pressed against the cool surface of the counter and the her swollen lips coming into view. She shivered and one of her hands threaded its way into his dark hair.

His lip ring was absolutely sinful torture as he teased her with it, her clit swelling a bit as her pleasure grew. She tensed a bit, arching her back as his finger spread her lips a bit more and she felt his tongue inside of her. "Keith," she moaned.
 
He broke his lips away from their wet embrace, straightening his back so he was standing upright again. His hands, kneading her soft breasts farewell, retreated back along her sides, then over to her hips where they settled, grabbing them. Both of his thumbs pressed against the top of each ass cheek. He then proceeded to fuck her, thrusting his hips into her from behind, rocking her body forward against the car.

Zack breathed, gasping for air while he bucked his cock in and out of her, causing his shaft to slide repeatedly, licking her walls while he rubbed against her insides. His engorged cock, ready to explode, choked on the friction, slipping in the oil of her juices, eager for her every touch. He reached into her, feeling the trumpets blaze and the clouds breaking open to reveal just a little more of Heaven with every thrust. His heart thudded in his thick chest. Rivers of veins rose from his arms. Sweat gleamed from his skin, while his nipples hardened, perking from beneath his tight, black shirt.

When he heard her call out his name, he moaned from the sheer ecstasy of hearing her voice, and he thrust even harder, going faster. Her ass struck him with each frenzied thrust. Claps echoed in the garage. It seemed as though he would never come, yet, he wished he would never come so he could bask in this feeling forever.

"Faye...." he sighed, teeth gritting, throwing his entire body into her. "Faye..."

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He felt her clit stiffening against his tongue. He played with it by pressing the velvety tip of his tongue all around it, swirling around the tiny little bulb. He was enjoying this. Hearing her breathe, causing her to moan out his name, and making her feel naughty as all fuck. His eyes smirked. He nibbled on her stiff nub, sticking his tongue into her pussy lips, then licked up, while his front teeth pressed over her clit. Keith closed his eyes, sucking at that spot, cleaning those wet lips of hers with his stroking tongue. Then he slithered his tongue as far as he could reach up her, wiggling, tingling, and tasting her whole. He drew back, and just when he was about to leave her, he slid back up again, exploring her walls with his tongue.

He breathed all right, and some of her secretions rubbed onto his nose. He inhaled that as well. Keith didn't mind that she hadn't bathed in over 24 hours. He was feeling dirty right now, and he wanted to take in as much of Sophie as he could. The clean, neatly trimmed skin brushed against his mouth, and he felt each trimmed hair that was threatening to grow back brush him, sending him small tingles in his widened lips.

With his hands, he ran his fingers along her vanilla thighs, urging her to close her legs around his head. He gave her a few gentle squeezes, massaging the soft, creamy trunk of thigh. And then, without warning, he just sucked really hard down there, slurping her, causing her pussy lips to spread out and stretch into his mouth.
 
Faye's entire body was tingling as he straightened up again. She blushed softly as he left her breathless, panting as he let go of her breasts and then repositioned them onto her ass. Her firm body bounced with each rough, ruthless thrust of his enormous cock. She bit her lip and arched her back, moaning loudly as he started rocking her into the car.

Her pussy squeezed him like a vice as he thrust into her so savagely, the sounds of their love making entering the air, along with a rather musky scent that came from both of them. Her dark hair fell into her face and over her shoulders as they fucked.

Hearing his voice call her name was the closest she felt she would get to being worshiped in any way. It only gave her more pleasure. If he kept going at this pace she wasn't entirely sure that either of them would last much longer. But she'd be damned if she gave in first.
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Sophie's velvety folds were absolutely drenched in her juices and she blushed a little. He made her forget where she was as his tongue made her quiver in pleasure. His sucking and nibbling were too much teasing. Sophie had never had the pleasure of someone else eating her out, but as Keith continued, she had a feeling she would come to love it. No wonder guys liked blow jobs so much.

As he reached a particularly sensitive spot, she arched her back and squeezed his head a little, messing up that perfectly tended hair of his. He surprised her by pretending to leave and then going back, giving her both disappointment and relief in a short time frame.

His erotic play made her blush, the short, neat pubic hairs that were left behind brushing against him. It did so much to please her. Then, suddenly, he was sucking her like a little vacuum. "Fuck!" She cursed it under her breath as she gasped. She wasn't going to be able to hold out much longer, and he knew it.
 
Zack didn't slow down. He only went faster, or kept his pace, which was already at 6th gear. The calves in his legs flexed. His thick, penetrating member kept punching into her pussy. When he felt her slippery walls clenching him, he let out a loud groan, crushing her hips in his hands. Her moaning caused a frenzy in him. "Fuck...oh fuck yeah...tighten that pussy!" He uttered, feeling the muscles in his hips grow numb from the repetition. "Faye...oh god...Faye." A hand grabbed her hair, pulling at it. He could see her breasts violently swaying in the reflection of the car. He growled, pounding her some more.

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He was really enjoying this. Keith could feel his member straining to poke out from his boxers, but he wasn't ready to use it yet. Hearing her cry out dirty words in pleasure contrasted so much with the clean image he had of her. With that in mind, he got more aggressive. His lips were all over her orchid petals, then lapping and sucking all around them, moving to the inside of her thigh, and leaving red, strawberries all over the inside of her creamy thighs as he sucked at them. He moaned some himself, a low hum sending shivers wherever his mouth was directly over. Feeling her thighs closing in around him simply made him happy to suffocate himself down there.

He thought he heard Zack groaning from the garage, as well as some low moans, but he was too engrossed in the activity to even acknowledge it.
 
Faye was losing her mind. He was absolutely amazing. The way he was driving into her was absolutely enthralling. She loved knowing that even though he could break her if he wasn't careful, he was willing to be a little rough and take charge. She was sure he was going to leave bruises on her if he wasn't a little more careful, however. She would have to talk with him about that.

His hand grabbed her dark, silky hair and she arched back, lifting up a bit from the car as he pounded her, her entire body shaking. "Fuck! Zack!" The way he said her name...it just made her drool. She was so close, but she didn't want to cum before him.
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Just when she thought he was getting to be too much, he became more aggressive. She didn't know where to focus first, so all of the pleasure overwhelmed her senses. She closed her eyes and tried to calm down, but she could not. His lips left marks on her thighs and she instinctively pulled him closer to her, with her long, shapely legs. She was too engrossed in this moment.

Shivers ran down her spine and every part of her started tingling. She was getting closer and closer and it wouldn't be long now. "Mmm, Keith."
 
Zack was already at his limit when he heard her call out his name. He grimaced, feeling himself reel over the edge. His constant pounding reached a climax, and then he felt his cock straining, exploding cum into her in continuous, thick spurts. He uttered a loud groan; his face grew red as veins appeared in his thick neck. Then, as he began to slow, he panted wildly, still thrusting his hips. He added to her juices; he could feel his member drowning inside her while he continued to ejaculate. After a few short moments, he began to calm down, releasing her hair, moving slowly as though he were trying to be sweet.

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Keith felt her ankles hitting his back. He continued to smother his face in between her legs, feasting on the patch of pink as he kept on her, sucking and probing with his tongue inside her until that body wanted to cum, quenching his thirst for her. He made up his mind that he wasn't going to stop until she came, and from her constant shivering and murmuring, perhaps he wasn't too far.
 
Faye was pushed over the edge as he hit his climax. As he filled her with hot, thick cum, she arched her back more deeply, moaning loudly. Her full lips formed a perfect "o" as she reached her orgasm, her body quaking with pleasure as he groaned. She closed her eyes, panting, her body flushed, shining with sweat as he continued to thrust into her. The rhythm of their bodies, however, slowed at least. She came hard, her juices mixing with his as they slid down her well-toned thighs.

She leaned forward as he let go of her hair, panting and really bracing herself as she tried to calm down. The sweetness of the gesture was not lost on the sexy Asian gal beneath him. "Mmmm, you have a gift," she said with a little smile.
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Sophie panted and groaned as he continued to eat her out. Pulling him closer only made the sensations more powerful, sinfully delicious. She closed her eyes and pulled him closer, her fingers releasing his hair as her toes curled. "Keith!" she gasped. "I'm cumming!"

Her juices flowed far more freely as she hit her climax, obviously pleasured quite fully. The redhead looked down at him, blushing and panting, her chest rising and falling with each breath she took. Her dress was starting to fall off of her at this point, and the skirt was starting to get wrinkled. It didn't matter to her at the moment. Nothing did except the way he made her feel and the man himself.
 
His movements continued until he was all but limp, slipping out of her stretched pussy. He took a moment to breathe, regaining himself from that drained sensation after cumming. Otherwise, his knees would have buckled and he'd find himself happily resting face first on the floor.

"And you're not as fragile as you look," Zack said, panting over her. He pulled her up so she would stand upright with him again, turning her around so he could see her face and kiss it.

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Keith eased with his stimulation, softening it. His hands on her thighs remained in control, and instead of gripping hard on her, he merely massaged them in slow, deliberate motions. He felt her insides tighten as she rose her voice, and he heard her panting fill his ears. He kept his eyes closed until the moment settled, before opening them again.

He pulled back, gasping for air while his eyes went up to meet hers. She was panting wildly while her dress was literally falling from her shoulders. He could only stare lustfully at her blushing face, smirking at her.

He slowly rose to his feet. "Let's relocate into the guest room," he said, wrapping his arms around her lower back. "You don't have to walk if you don't want to. Just wrap your legs around my waist."
 
Faye slowly regained her calm and her legs felt a little less like jelly as he slipped out of her. She shivered a bit and her breathing returned to normal. His comment made her laugh and she let him pull her up so that she was standing straight. She was mostly naked actually, her breasts no longer in the red, lacy cups of her bra, her shirt still pushed up over the swell of her chest. She still had her shorts and panties around her ankles.

But as he turned her around, she didn't much care. She looked up into his eyes and kissed him deeply, yet sweetly, enjoying his strength and taste.
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Sophie was basically a rag doll at this point, still feeling a bit of the aftershock from her climax. His movements were so gentle and he was so focused on her. It was definitely something new for her as far as partners went. But then, she realized, Keith had always been focused on her. Even when they were little. She smiled and felt a little mingle of sweetness mix in with the lust she felt as she gazed down at him.

She let him put his arms around her and returned the favor. "Okay," she said with a laugh. It was a good thing he made the suggestions because she couldn't think straight, and she doubted she would be able to make it very gracefully, so she wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him closer to her, staring into his eyes. "Go ahead and take us there."
 
Unlike Faye, Zack was somewhat dressed in his black shirt and boxers. He held her against him, allowing her free reign over his thick, muscular chest. He slurped her in with his lips, twisting his head while they kissed. His fingers picked her bra cups up, sliding them back over her nipples. He then broke from his kiss.

"We should get back to work," he said. He tucked her top back on, watching the shirt slide over to replace the sight of her lacy bra with a black, protruding pair of mounds rising from cotton. He brought a finger to her chin and just looked at her. Damn, was she sexy.

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Keith licked his lips, tasting the rest of her while he cleaned it away. He lifted her with ease--her thighs pressed against his hips and everything. Taking careful steps while looking over her shoulder, he walked over into the guest room out in the hallway. It was beside a bathroom and was tucked in a reasonable distance from the garage. Inside, was a simple layout consisting of a single bed, a love seat, along with a small dresser with a mirror. He plopped Sophie on the soft couch, backing away so he could quietly shut the door. He then leapt to take a seat right beside her.

"So," he said, sliding an open hand over her thigh. "I think it's time you returned the favor." His eyes pierced her as he finished, giving her another one of his evil smirks.
 
Faye kissed him back and let him tug her clothes back into place. She bent down quickly and pulled her panties and shorts back into place as well, looking up as he lifted her chin to look at her. For a long moment, Faye let him keep her in place, gazing up at him as well. But then she heard a car pass and it brought her back to reality.

She smirked and took a step to the side. "It's like you said, we should get back to work, Zack." And then she started to check out the body work that needed to be done on the car.
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Sophie wasn't terribly surprised that he didn't have a lot of trouble carrying her--after all, the muscles had to be for something. What did surprise her was him setting her down before he went to shut the door. She chuckled as he made his comment about returning the favor. She wasn't opposed to doing it, but the way he looked at her, for some reason, just made her chuckle.

Well at least this time he wasn't going to make her do it for revenge. After a moment of just watching him, she smiled and got to her feet, adjusting her dress and bra a little. It wasn't like they wouldn't work their way down again, but that didn't mean she had to stay that way while she was on her knees. She arranged herself so that she was kneeling right in front of him, her hands on his thighs as she looked up at him.

"Not until you tell me how long you've wanted me to do this."
 
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