I pull down my skirt and I'm not sure how I'm going to keep the sticky liquid from dripping down my legs. He said he wouldn't shoot it inside, but the heat took him to his body, and he ate his words. I was worried that his sperm may erupt while I was walking. Every time I go for a stroll, I'm not sure whether anything comes out. I recall how I was hesitant to respond to her mother earlier. I'm sure she knew what was going on inside Adams' room, but I assume they weren't too open to that type of stuff since she had no idea, we were having sex inside.
Everything was ready when we arrived in the kitchen. The pair is seated as well. We sat next to each other. Because of the viscosity, every motion I make distracts me. I smiled at his mother first, then re-adjusted my skirt.
"We haven't introduced ourselves yet. My name is Amelia, and Amoux is Adams' father," she stated first. She spoke a lot more, but I didn't pay attention because we were already eating, and I had a hand going beneath my skirt.
I tightened my grasp on the fork when his finger brushed across my underwear. When it comes to this stuff, he appears to be professional. They are conversing. One of his hands was holding a fork, while the other was already slipping over my skirt. They were chatting, but I couldn't hear them because my brain was stuck on his finger, which was now in my pussy. It's humiliating that we eat together, but this is what he does. My hands grew mushy and weary after he inserted three fingers. When I let go of the fork in my hand, it rang on the floor. They both gazed at me at the same time, and Adams sank his fingers even more within me.
I gave Adams' parent an embarrassed grin before violently removing Adams' hand. I felt even more ashamed when I watched the liquid escape with his hand. I swallowed, got up, and slid beneath the table. I saw they weren't looking at me and didn't spot me moving underneath the table, so I devised a plan to get revenge on Adams. When I was at the floor, I didn't make a sound.
I didn't take up the fork, but instead grasped Adams' belt and carefully removed it. He glanced at my seat, but I simply grinned back. When I loosened his belt, I let go of his cock, which had been stiff since earlier and appeared ready to plunge wherever.
I jerk him off, never thinking that if anybody heard what I was doing to him, I would want him to fall into the same trap he was inflicting on me. Isn't that what he thinks if anyone sees us? He promised himself he would never engage in public sex again, but he did. Now I'm going to give him a lesson. I shook my head off the table and toyed with the tip of his cock as I raised and lowered my hand to his cock. I lick his balls as well, and I notice his repeated swallowing and lack of focus.
"Where's Zoe?" his father asked, and Adams' gaze shifted to his. Sweat was already beading on his brow. I licked his cock till he swallowed when he opened his lips to respond. Despite my difficulties, I did not make a sound, and he, in turn, was unable to respond. I was already out of breath, but I don’t want to get rid of it until he responded.
"H-he went to the bathroom." It was as if a thorn had pulled out of him when he could answer. He grabbed my hair so I could get away from his dick, but I didn't hold back and thrust in again in my throat. He is panting because of what I do to him. I will make him cum using my mouth.
I played with his cock for a few more minutes and did everything to make him ejaculate. Just a few minutes later his cum came out and spewed it out of my mouth and eyes. Then I licked and took it with my hand and when he finished locking his belt again, he stood up and walked to the bathroom. I won’t stop him until I annoy him tonight. I crawled away from the table and passed where Adams' parents could not see me and when I did that I got up and ran towards him. He didn’t lock the door, so I opened it right away.
He hurriedly kissed me as soon as I entered the bathroom door. He didn't even wait for me to speak. He turned me around and faced the back of the door and then locked it. I didn't complain yet and in a flash his cock come into me again. He groped my chest playing with my nipple as if he wanted to remove it from my body. I couldn’t even restrain myself from letting out the growls coming out of my mouth.
"Ahh ..!" The sound of our bodies echoed as well as my voice. He bit my ear and pressed my earlobe. I followed the rhythm of his body, and my body was like a mass of my own brain. Even before he cum, I face him. I wrapped my arms around his neck then jumped to lift me up.
I slipped my foot up to his neck. He supported what I did and then he put me on the sink. He lifted my foot to continue to penetrate me. Grunts filled the entire bathroom and we ignored who could hear the two of us. We are like animals that are hungry for every skin on each other.
He kissed me and fought with every move of my tongue. I also tasted the food we ate earlier. When he shot inside me, I put my forehead on his chest, and he also whispered to me that I didn't expect.
"Don't blame me when you get pregnant."