The Shape of Destiny
By now, she was full on screaming with her legs wrapped around my bums.
“What's her name?” I inquired, my pace increasing yet again as we neared our peak.
“Uh?!”
“Tell me her name, June…”
I grabbed her hair, going rigid as my body erupted in volcanic quakes, emptying up on her juicy core.
“Leah! Leah Carter!!!” she cried, jerking through her own release.
I chuckled breathlessly, tapping off the remaining droplets on her.
“Weird, screaming someone else's name while you're with me.”