Chapter 860

Chapter 860: Chapter 860

The kiss turned messy fast. Tongues sliding, soft wet sounds, her hands braced on my shoulders while she kept grinding back against my cock. More precum leaked out, making the skin between her cheeks slick.

Delilah finally lifted herself higher, reached down between us, and wrapped her fingers around my shaft. She rubbed the thick head against her entrance a few times, already wet, then slowly sank down onto me. We both groaned as her tight, warm pussy took me inch by inch until she was fully seated, my cock buried to the hilt inside her.

She leaned forward, draping her soft tits right in front of my face. I immediately latched onto one nipple, sucking hard while my hands stayed locked on her ass, holding her down on my cock. I switched to the other breast, licking and biting the stiff peak, then went back and forth between them while she started to move.

Delilah began riding me in slow, deep strokes at first, lifting up until only the head remained inside, then dropping back down with a soft, wet sound. Her tits swayed and bounced gently against my face every time she moved. I kept sucking and licking them, occasionally glancing up to watch her expression.

"That’s it..." I muttered against her soft flesh. "Use my cock. Take it as deep as you want."

"Fuck... I love this. I missed this."

"Oh, I missed you, too." I said. "Fuck, you’re gorgeous."

"Mmh... yes... fuck."

She picked up the pace gradually, bouncing harder, her soft ass slapping against my thighs with every drop. The sunbed creaked under us. I released one of her tits just long enough to give her ass a firm slap, then grabbed it again, spreading her cheeks while she rode me.

"Fuck, you feel good," Delilah panted, hands braced on my chest now as she rolled her hips in tighter circles. "So thick... stretching me open every time I sit down on it..."

I groaned and thrust up to meet her, matching her rhythm. One hand stayed on her ass; the other went back to roughly groping and squeezing her soft tits, pinching the nipples between my fingers while I sucked on whichever one was closest to my mouth.

We kept going like that for a long time, no rush, just deep, steady fucking under the open sky. Delilah would slow down every so often to grind in tight circles, letting me feel every flutter of her walls, then start bouncing again harder when the friction built too much. I kept my mouth busy on her tits the entire time, leaving them wet and flushed, while my hands never stopped moving, spanking, squeezing, spreading, groping.

"You’re getting tighter," I muttered against her breast, thrusting up harder. "I can feel you squeezing me... you close already?"

Delilah’s breathing had turned sharp and uneven. She was dropping herself down with more force now, her soft ass jiggling with every impact. "Don’t stop... keep sucking my tits... keep fucking up into me just like that..."

I latched onto one nipple and sucked hard, teeth grazing the sensitive peak, while my other hand slid around to rub her clit in firm circles. Delilah’s rhythm faltered. A high, broken moan spilled out of her as her whole body tensed.

She came hard, pussy clamping and fluttering around my cock in strong pulses. Warm wetness spilled down my shaft as she trembled and kept grinding through the orgasm, soft desperate sounds leaving her lips while her soft tits pressed against my face. I held her tightly and kept thrusting up into her, working her through every wave until the strongest of them finally began to fade.

I straightened up, still buried inside Delilah, and slid my hands under her soft thighs. With a low groan of effort I lifted her clean off the sunbed. She let out a surprised little sound and locked her legs around my waist, arms wrapping around my neck for balance.

"Ooh... strong," she murmured against my ear, clearly impressed.

"Only when I’m like this," I smirked, adjusting my grip on her ass.

I carried her the short distance to the glass balcony walls and pressed her back against the cool surface. The city stretched out below us in a sea of neon lights and wet streets, snow still drifting past the glowing signs. The contrast made everything feel sharper, the heat of her body, the cold glass, the open air.

I adjusted my stance and started thrusting up into her in steady, deep strokes. Every upward push made her soft tits bounce against my chest. The wet sound of my cock sliding in and out of her tight pussy mixed with the distant city noise.

"Fuck... just like that," Delilah panted, forehead resting against mine for a moment. "You’re so deep like this..."

"Your daughter has no idea I’m balls-deep in her mother right now," I muttered against her lips, thrusting harder. "No idea I’m fucking you against the glass while she thinks you’re just out for the evening."

Delilah’s breath hitched. A filthy little smile curved her mouth. "Fuck... yes. Keep going. Tell me more."

I gripped her ass tighter and drove into her with short, powerful strokes, the glass rattling faintly behind her with every impact. "I’m going to keep filling this pussy until it takes. I’m going to get you pregnant, Delilah. Keep pumping you full until your tits start leaking milk and you can’t hide it anymore."

She moaned openly at that, heels digging into the small of my back as she pulled me deeper. "You do? Yes... I bet you do. You want me pregnant, don’t you? You want to mark your friend’s mother like that... leave me walking around with your cum inside me. What a dirty boy you are, Evan."

I chuckled low in my throat and kissed her hard, swallowing her next moan while I kept fucking up into her without slowing down. The kiss was messy, tongues sliding, teeth occasionally catching, while her soft body bounced in my arms with every thrust.