POV: Claire

"Would you just answer our damn phone?" I whined, coming up on their front lawn. "I see your car and your mom's too, but maybe it's possible you're all in your dad's car right now," I said, coming up ot the door.

I knocked and waited to hear something back. I didn't, so I got frustrated, and hit my thigh.

"Okay, I made a fucking mistake, Jack. I'm not perfect; I shouldn't have broken things off with you. I see that now, I'm just pissed off at myself, and you not answering your phone is making it worse," I griped, hanging up again. "Your mom seemed okay if we gave it another shot, but maybe that was bullshit. I don't know, but I'm not leaving without seeing you," I made clear, going around the house. "I know your room is at the back of the house."

I made it there and glanced in the window. I didn't see anything in there, so I moved on. I didn't intend on viewing inside his parents' bedroom, but once I got close, I heard some moaning.

"What, are you fucking your husband in there, Molly?" I asked, getting close.

Whether I liked it or not, my wet pussy got the better of me.

So, I calmly made it to the window and peeked in there. "Oh, you gotta be kidding me. Molly, you're down on your knees in front of your fucking son. Oh, this is..." I muttered, before covering my face.

I needed a moment to comprehend what I just saw, and it was fucked up at best.

"You bitch, you made it sound just like 7 hours ago that it was okay if I went back to your son. Then I come to find out that you'rehaving an affair with him. Did you forget you're married, Molly? You're married to his father, but you're blowing your own son, and he is enjoying himself too. Jack, what the fuck?" I asked, before uncovering my face and glimpsing in there again. "Oh, you're making him cum on your MILF melons. Well, you are an elegant MILF, I'll give you that. It's incest for you two to fuck, but you're both naked. Wow, you two just blew a couple of microchips for me," I added, before I had to feel my slit. "I don't know if I should be turned on, but my cunt is still leaking. I was thinking of you losing your..." I said, before a gap. "I guess you're not a virgin anymore, huh? You lost it to your mom, and not me. She disclosed you lost it, but not that you lost it to her," I added, prior to backing away again. "I know I didn't want you to get into my underwear just yet, but you went to your mom? At least, I gotta think there is more to it than just them fucking. They must've talked about it, but still, just 7 hours ago..."

I couldn't finish my sentence.

Although, then I suddenly felt my phone vibrating.

I took it out. "You gotta be kidding me," I muttered, backing away from the window. "Hello, Jack?"

"Hey, Claire, how are you?"

I put the phone down and got back to my car. "I'm very fucking confused," I stated, before I brought the phone back up. "I'm fine, I've been calling and texting you."

"I can see that, my mom told me you stopped by. You really want to give us another shot?"

I took a deep breath as I put the phone on silent.

I started the car and began driving away. "Okay, what the fuck do I say now?"

As I got a little distance, I took silence off and put it on speaker. "Um, yes, I'd like that, Jack. All I can do is say I'm sorry, but I'm not-"

"Let's not, Claire. I mean, if we want to make it work, then let's go for it and not try to find a reason not to, okay?"

I sighed and then laughed. "Yeah, you porking your mom would be a reason not to," I muttered.

"What did you say, Claire?"

"Nothing," I replied, in a normal voice. "Okay, fair enough, so what do you want to do?"

"How about you come over to my house for dinner tonight?"

"Um, okay, I can do that. Just to be clear, we're just seeing how things work here, and we'll go from there?"

"Sure, if that makes you more comfortable. You came to see me and have been calling me, remember?"

"Yes, I know. I'll see you tonight, then."

"Okay, cool, I'll see you later."

"Okay, see you then," I added, before hanging up. "You haven't been answering my calls and texts because you've been busy fucking your mom. Don't get me wrong, she is beautiful, but she's still your mom, Jack. He didn't say if his dad would be there, but I'm guessing he has no idea. Yeah, that's not fucked up, Jack. It's completely normal to have your mom blow you and for you to cum on her tits. You both looked pretty happy together, and I'm guessing I'm literally the only other one that knows about you two."

Anyway, that night, I went back to his house for a third time. At least then, I was invited. I wasn't sure how I'd act around them, but I'd find out in due time.

I knocked, and Jack answered. "Hi, Claire, you can come in."

"Thank you," I replied, walking in there. "So, should we kiss each other hello then?"

"We can see if any sparks fly. I have to ask you first, do you really want me back, or are you just ready to have someone again?" he asked me, before he shut the door. "I just think I deserve to know, Claire. You kind of," he mumbled, before breaking eye contact. "Hurt me," he confessed, prior to looking at me. "I loved you, and I think I still do; that's why you're here now. I'd just like to know if this is just a bad idea from the get-go. I've thought about it while we were broken up, and I'd just like to know this will be leading somewhere."

"Are you just saying this to get into my panties?"

"What, no," he whined, backing away. "I mean, I do want to have sex with you, Claire, but you broke up with me.

I took in a deep breath and kissed him. I made it count, too, and pressed myself on him somewhat. He couldn't resist the urge to feel my arms and press his lips into mine as well. I wasn't sure if it was because I saw him with his mom or not, but I enjoyed myself.

"How was that?"

"Awesome."

"I'm here because I fucked up, and everyone else I saw when we were broken up just wasn't you. I love you, Jack. Now if you want to slap me, then do it, or before we eat dinner," I said, taking his hands in mine. "We can start making up for lost time," I told him, setting them on my melons. "You lost your virginity to someone else, but that doesn't mean I can be your second, unless you've done it with multiple women."

He shook like mad and couldn't even make eye contact with me.

"You should've lost your virginity to me months ago, but I'm not gonna make you wait now. Do you want to fuck me right now?"

"My mom is in the kitchen making us dinner, and you just want to go right ot my room and fuck?"

"Unless there's someone else you don't want to cheat on. I'm not seeing anyone else, and I just want you. Do you want someone else? If you do, I'll leave, but right now, I want you inside me. I thought you wanted that too, do you not now?"

"I do, but this is quick, Claire. And it's fucked up, we dated for over 3 months, and you didn't want to get physical. I didn't pressure you and respected that you didn't want it. Yet, you broke up with me, remember?"

"Are you trying to make me feel bad now? You also finally broke the silence because you wanted me, right? So, don't act like this is just one-sided. You want me, and I want you," I reminded him, before kissing him. "Now I want you to take me to your bedroom, and fuck me. Whether it lasts for 1 minute or 20, I don't want to delay any gratification this time. We dated before, so we pick up where we left off. So, it's okay to get into my panties so soon. We're both consenting adults and attracted to each other, right? That's another reason I'm here, right? You think I'm pretty, right? Therefore, let's go to your room, and you'll know exactly what you've been missing for the past few months. So, if you want me play this card, I will: I want you, and you want me," I told him, before I took off my top. "You've never seen me naked before, but now you can," I added, prior to dropping my shorts too. "Now you can see me in just my bra and underwear. Are you sure you don't want to see more? How much longer will your mom need to cook? I'm on the pill, so you won't even have ot wear a condom, stud. Now you have a decision to make: do you want me to put my clothes back on so we can go have that initial chat with your mom, or do you want to come to your room and find out what I look like without this pesky bra and pair of panties? Either way, you'll get to have sex with me, I swear, but what time would be sexier than right now?"

"What if it doesn't work because we moved too soon?"

"We might've broken up before because we didn't move fast enough," I told him, bringing his hands ot my back. "Has anyone taught you to take off a bra?"

He couldn't answer, but I was certain his mom taught him. I knew busting them on that wouldn't have any benefit, so I kept my mouth shut for the time being. Before he could even get my bra off, I kissed him again and leaned down to grab my clothes.

Then I took his hand, escorted him to his room, and shut the door. "I wouldn't bring you in here if I didn't want to make it work, stud," I explained, closing the gap and dropping my clothes. "Now, do you want to make it work? Obviously, us not getting physical didn't work, so let's try getting phsycial, and maybe we'll love each other a little more. I love you, but do you love me?"

"Yes, but this is..."

Then I took off my bra and let my moneymakers out there. I let them shake a bit and made sure to have him feel them too. Needless to say, I noticed the bulge in his pants, so I had to feel it. I shook a bit, and kissed him again.

"You're nuts, Claire."

"We need to make up for lost time, so let's work up a good appetiate," I suggested, before pushing down my panties too.

Then I undid his pants and pulled out his cock. "Oh, someone made it bigger."

"You never saw it befoe, Claire."

"I know, but still. Now feel me anywhere you want,"

He placed his palms on my butt. "I love you."

"You never stopped, did you?"

"No, and you have very soft hands. How many guys did you do it wth when we were apart?"

"Let's not talk about that, just be mine now, and don't forget it. I lost you once, and I don't intend on doing it again because I love you too. Now, sit down."

He followed my order, and I took off all of his clothes. I never got to see him nude either until I saw him with his mom, but I was certain seeing me was more important than vice versa. Still, then I got down on my knees in front of him and grabbed his rod again.

I storked it slowly, and watched him deal with the pleasure. 'You had sex with your mom. That's fucked up, but hot. You must love her, so can you love me the same way?'

Even if I did ask the question, I was sure I wouldn't get an answer. I watched him deal with me and waited for him to lose it. He had my jugs to leer at, but he was eyeing me. I nearly thought he'd cum on my tits then, but he controlled himself.

Then I leaned up to kiss him again. "You have a hard dick, Jack. Dare I ask, do you want to fuck me with it?"

"Yes, I do."

I nodded and kissed him yet again. "I don't have to be anywhere tomorrow. Do you fancy me staying the night? You know, sleeping next to you in this bed?"

"Yes, I'd love that."

"Good," I mentioned, before taking his wood into my mouth.

"Oh, fuck yes, Claire," he moaned, lying back.

I knew his mom had trained him, but then again, he'd have to fake it somewhat. I had no idea how many times he had sex with his mom, but I was only sure he did it at least once. I never considered myself a great cocksucker, but he was an easy target, it appeared.

He shook a bit and even felt my head with both hands. That made me want to please him even more, and my heart began beating hard. Iplaced both palms at the base of his dick, and prepped him for more.

"Oh, you have some mouth, Claire."

I didn't answer, but let him hear the moaning and slurps from me. So, even if he couldn't see me, he felt me and appreciated me pleasing him.I was certain there'd be plenty of time later for him to give me shit for not fucking him before, but until then, he enjoyed me.

I watched him deal with the pleasure, and it was just eye candy. I knew I'd have fun blowing him, but it was a hell of a lot hotter than I thought. He caressed my head softly and managed not to cum in my mouth right away.

Although, after a couple of minutes, I brought my head up. "Your mom is out there cooking us dinner, but I got all the meat I need right here," I joked, stoking his rod.

Then he rose a bit and peeked at me. "That's funny."

"Hey, my hooters are down here."

"Oh, you're really funny," he muttered, before kissing me. "So, this is it, we're a couple again?"

"Unless you have another girlfriend you haven't told me about, Jack. Are you sure there's no one else? I'm a one-guy woman, are you a one-woman guy?"

"Yes, I swear. Am I gonna get to fuck you?"

"Maybe, but if your mom comes looking for you, it might cramp my style," I warned him, before taking his cock back into my mouth.

"Yes, you're girlfriend material, Claire," he moaned, feeling my had again. "You're nuts in more ways than one."

I giggled and sucked the life out of his prick, and reaped the rewards of making him feel good. His pecker wasn't that big, but it was more than enough for me. I pressed harder down on the base and waited for him to lose it.

He managed to watch me that time, and eyefucked me right back. I didn't care even if he did cum in my mouth, I was more than happy just pleasing him completely naked. I had sweat going down all over my body, but it was worth it.

I didn't let my lips thrust too quickly, but enough to woo him. I felt him vibrating, and he moaned like mad, but he wasn't giving his seed so easily. I wasn't in a hurry, but I knew his mom would come looking for him at some point.

I told her I wanted him back, but not that I was more than ready to fuck him. Eitherway, I didn't want her just barging in there, but I made the most of our time. I gave other guys eye contact during blowjobs before, but that time was different.

He proved he was hot for me, and if it was related to him fucking his mom, I wasn't sure, but I didn't care. I only cared that I had him back, and he was happy to have me back, too. After a couple more minutes, I rose again and brought my boobs to him.

He felt them right away. "Wow, these are nice, Claire. They fit your body perfectly."

"Would you like to cum on them, Jack?"

"Shouldn't I take you out on a date?"

"Well, we are going to eat with your mom."

"Okay, but we gotta go out on a real date soon."

"That can be arranged," I told him, getting up on his lap. "It better be a 5-star restaurant, though," I warned him, storking his rod. "I'm your girlfriend again, but don't worry, I'll work to make it work this time. We love each other, don't we? You're feeling me up, and I'm giving you a mean hand job."

"Yes, Claire," he moaned, before kissing me.

He squeezed my moneymakers in the process, and I felt him shaking like he just seen the scariest thing in the world. After a couple more minutes, I parted my lips and lifted a tad. He pecked my rack a couple of times, and I even attacked him with it.

"I know you like porn and have seen plenty of bosoms, so are you a boobs man, Jack?"

"Yes, and I love yours, Claire."

"Then titillate me, horndog."

Then he let his tongue out and slathered my nipples as I held his dick in my hands.

I looked right into his eyes. "Well, if you love me, then that's good enough for me to have sex.  I guess I didn't know you loved me before I broke up with you. It's okay now, you have me, and I'm not about to break up with you again. I love you too, and I'm sure I can get your mom to like me again. She didn't when we chatted today, but make sure you tell her you love me."

He nodded and continued to please me. I kept my hands moving casually on his cock, and he let his tongue all over my nipples. So, he learned something from his mom, and I wasn't even sure how to approach the subject.

It was something for them to hook up, but right then. I had to focus on him making me feel good. He grabbed both of my melons, too, and showed me that maybe he did love me. I fucked up by breaking up with me, but he showed he forgave me.

His prick hadn't even gotten into my pussy yet, and he was sold on me. I still paid him some intimacy and love that he craved for. I moved us both back and forth a bit, and he managed to hold me up right with my hooters for leverage.

It hurt a little, but I didn't care. I also kept my hands on his cock, and allowed him to feel my supple hands in the best place he could. I even pushed my knockers on his face a bit so he felt them even better that way.

I was true to my word that I wanted to make up for lost time, and there was no telling what all I'd do with him in our time before dinner, but it'd be something involving his white stuff. I felt titillated more than I could ever remember before.

He looked right into my eyes and wooed me perfectly. He let both of my nipples fling, which set off more sensations for me. So, I nearly made us fall because he was making me feel so good. I even shed a couple of tears, too.

So, he knew I was happy to be in my position, but that didn't stop him from coming up to kiss me. He kissed me before, but it was with a sexy and loving purpose that time. He wanted nothing more than to love me, it seemed.

Then I rose a bit more and grabbed his wood. I guided it to my cunt without looking, and from one second to the next, I was fucking my boyfriend. He reached my butt and grabbed my cheeks hard, and showed me he was feeling good.

"Yes, that's your girlfriend's pussy on your schlong. I'm sorry you didn't get to feel it before."

"Stop apologizing already, you're sorry, I get it."

"Well, I am, and I'm not gonna take you for granted either," I made clear, before kissing him and pushing him down. "Now let me ride you," I let out, thrusting my cunt off his dick. "My boobs are down here, so stare at them and get your jollies off me. You'll have plenty of time to treat me like a lady on our date. Until then, fuck me like you wanted to before, we both know you wanted to, even if you didn't pressure me. You still bought me on a few expensive dates, and I didn't put out. Now you have me, so relish me."

He nodded and eyeballed my eyes. I didn't fault him for it and smiled at him as I kept my slit moving. I kept my palms on his stomach and thighs and used them to help me. He didn't mind and grabbed my thighs as well.

I made my moneymakers shake, but he wasn't interested in gawking at them then. I commended him somewhat for that, but I still wanted him to want to be with me. I knew some physical attraction was more than necessary, and I desired to tattoo my rack in his mind.

My snatch was able to take his wood, too, but in that position, it took a bigger toll on me. I was more than ready to deal with it, though, and enjoy the sight before me. I knew no matter what, I'd have fun having sex with him, but after not having him, I just wanted him more.

I could only think I meant something more to him, too, because he couldn't just eyeball my tits, but my eyes. I was something more than a fuck he never got; he loved me, and it showed. So, I appreciated him and made sure to show it.

I brought him up to me. "Maybe neither of us is completely workable, but we're too broken if we're together, right?" I asked, before kissing him. "I don't care, I'm sorry, Jack, I fucked up royally, and it's time you get your payback," I made clear, getting off him.

i got back down on my knees in front of him and took his dick back into my mouth.

"Well, you are forgiven, Claire. Who else can do this for me?"

'Your mom.'

I knew it, and I couldn't stop thinking about it. Even with my mission in mind, it was there. I couldn't figure out what was going on there, but there were beans to spill, and they seemed like juicy ones, too.

If anything, it made me more invested in Jack just to find out. I upped my game, somewhat pressuring his dick a bit more. I saw the effects coming upon him instantly, and he needed to break eye contact yet again.

I got off on it, and I knew I could give him a little shit. I would't do something to mess things up, but maybe have a little fun. I saw him dealing with the thrills some more, and it was a delight.

He made me miss him by being around, and even if I did break up with him, I knew he had his own shit to give me in due time. Nevertheless, it would be something to work through as a couple. That's what I wanted from him.

The sexual release was just a bonus. Regardless of that fact, I intended on making him feel as good as possible. Whether he liked it or not, he was not perfect at holding his load, so I did notice that he lost it a bit in due time.

He didn't even have to say anything; I could tell, so I lifted my head again and aimed his cock at my boobs. After a few seconds, he unleashed his mighty load. I felt it all, and it gave me my own sensations with each shot.

I gave him a few seconds as I viewed my rack. "Well, thank you, Jack."

"Oh, that felt good, Claire, you're something else," he let out, peeking at me.

"So, you love me, Jack?"

"Yes, I do," he moaned, feeling my jugs.

"Well, you feeling my cum covered melons means that we're just going into 'serious' territory?"

"Oh, yes, Claire," he moaned, pulling me up on the bed.

He had me lie down and got on top of me. "Don't worry, my mom will like you, just make it clear you love me," he let me know, before making sweet love to me. "I hope whoever you saw before at least made you feel good."

"Somewhat, yes, but I wasn't happy, Jack. We can make each other happy, can't we? You feel my creamy jugs on your chest? That must mean something, so you must love me and want to make it work. We get serious, well, shouldn't we..."

"Move in together?"

"Well, we're still young, but in due time," I added, feeling his neck. "I never saw you naked, and I always regretted it. Not that I just wanted to jump into bed right away, but to at least have some fun together before we got serious. I'm a sexy woman, you'd agree, right?"

"Yes, extra sexy," he moaned, arching his back. "Any straight man would kill to get you into bed, or just see this body you have. Maybe I'm biased, but I don't care. Yes, I want to see you again, and maybe a hundred or so times after that. Just don't break up with me again, Claire. That might come across as cruel."

I nodded and blew him a kiss. I could tell before he wanted me back, but of course, the only factor in not pulling the trigger was his mom. Whether I saw them doing it for the first time or the 300th, they had something.

It also made me wonder if I could be better than his mom. I wasn't even sure how to know for certain, but I'd find out in due time. I had to wonder what his mom would tell me when she knew that Jack and I had sex.

He made my bosoms shake, and he had to see them. I didn't think they were that great, but he absolutely adored them. I caught him practically eyefucking them. I didn't mind, and it even made me feel hotter in his eyes.

He grabbed my thighs and held them hard as he kept his wood moving. So, he definitely learned something and used it on me. It didn't seem he was hiding his skills, and regardless if he knew it or not, he was using them on me.

He paid me intimacy and love that I just never felt before, but even if we did date before, I never jumped into bed this quickly. I didn't really think about it, I just did it. I knew it wasn't wrong, but not exactly right either.

Nevertheless, I made my feelings clear that I wanted this to work, and he agreed. So, he might have been using his cock on me, but knew to love me for me and to make it work right along with me. I wasn't sure if his mom would help or hurt, but we'd find out.

With the way he was leering at me, I could see he was still sold on me, but I'd have to see if he was satisfied with his purchase. If he wanted to come down to kiss me, it showed he loved me very much.

Maybe it took me getting him into bed for either of us to really feel it. He continued to make sweet love to me, and I felt my boobs getting cramped, but I didn't care. The emotion he gave me was well worth it.

They dragged on his chest, and it only made the pleasure better. I couldn't be sure how he felt, but I knew he loved my tits. So, I could only imagine how good they felt on his flesh. He kissed me numerous times and attacked me with his breath.

I didn't mind, though. I finally connected with the man I should've lost my virginity to, and even if it was late, it was better late than never. Then, a few minutes later, he gradually got off me again.

He lied down next to me, but on his side as he felt my cunt. "Wow, you are quite the sexy young woman, Claire. I can't put myself in your head on why you broke up with me, but fuck it, I have you now. You're...."

"Hot, stunning, sexy?"

"Yes, and your pussy is so wet and flexible."

"I aim to please, but feel free to give me shit for calling things off."'

"No," he made clear, before kissing me. "I love you too, and I'm not gonna put you in that position. I might resent you just a tad, but that will only make you resent me right back, correct?"

"Maybe, but remember, we're both human, so neither of us canexpect the other to be perfect. You may think my figure is flawless, but I'm not. Feel free to make me feel better in any way you see fit, and I'll do the same," I told him, grabbing his cock. "Only because we love each other. So stick your fingers up in my slit, and stay close to me. You wanted me back, so have me back. Let your other hand on my butt and push my melons on your chest. If you're crazy about me, then I'm crazy about you, too. Just remember that when you wake up next to me in the morning, you tell your mom how much you love me, got it?"

He nodded and kissed me. All the while, he rubbed my pussy raw, and I gave him one mean hand job too. He grasped that one buttcheek as hard as he could, and certainly had my moneymakers squished again.

"And you didn't even make me work for this, huh?"

"I will next time," I told him, pushing him down. "I loved you before you called me today, then you received your easy pass for getting me into bed," I told him, before grabbing his cock.

I aligned it with my snatch and let it back in there.

Then I yanked him with me. "You think I'm hot, right?"

"Yes, intoxicatingly hot."

"And you never saw me naked until today."

"You didn't want to have sex, remember?"

"Maybe I didn't want to move too fast, and your mom kind of freaked me out. I didn't want her to be okay with you getting into my panties so easily; maybe I loved you, and wanted things to happen when they did. For all I knew, your mom was just in a hurry for you to lose your virginity. If I'm gonna promise not to leave you, then you have to do the same thing. You can't try to get back at me by just breaking with me, got it?" I asked, before kissing him. "You won't like the results of it, so if you want to be with me, then be with me. Not because you get to have sex with me, or be seen in public, or any other perk, but because you want to be with me, Jack. Other guys didn't want to be with me, but you do, so you gotta be good to me too. Will you be good to me if I'm good to you?"

"Yes, Claire, I swear."

I kissed him and pushed him back down. "If I denied you sex, would you have broken up with me?"

"You would've torn me to shreds, and so would've your parents. Everyone always looks at the woman's side and just says, 'fuck the guy's side.' Claire. You know it's true. I love you, and even if I did want sex, I wasn't gonna break up with you. It's shitty, and yes, the reason I just listed. Not in this seemingly never-ending #MeToo era."

"Okay, I get it, but we love each other, and we're not gonna break up with each other, got it?"

"Yes, I understand."

"Then grab my boobs, and remind me how sexually attracted you are to me and how you don't want anyone else."

I know what I saw, and he felt me up again. "I only want you, Claire."

"Are you sure there is no one else on the planet you might want to stick it to, Jack? Just be honest with me, if we're gonna work, then tell me the truth. You may have me all you want, well, when we're alone in one of our parents' houses, but still. You have a safe space with me."

"I only want you, Claire, I swear."

"Good," I stated, getting off him. "I like to suck my juice of a cock, I do it with my dildo all the time, so maybe I can do it with you now, stud," I muttered, before Itook it into my mouth.

"Yes, Claire, you may do it all the time with me. I'll keep my schlong available all the time for you," he moaned, feeling my head.

I giggled and sucked the life out of his prick for a moment. I did my best to give it my all, but he had me laughing and maybe feeling a little too good. I knew there was something about him and his mom, and I would get to the bottom of it, but right then I was gonna make him go nuts.

"Holy shit, Claire, I so wish I could've gotten to fuck you before, but better late than never. I love you, I swear."

I lifted my head again. "You better, horndog. So, you're just ready to get a lot more physical? We don't need a courting period?"

"I'll take you out whenever and wherever you want, I promise. Well, within reason."

"Good save there, but now I want something from you," I told him, crawling up toward him. "You claim to love me and want this to work, so show me some oral love, too," I told him, getting my pussy over his mouth. "Eat your girlfriend's cunt, and make her cum."

"Okay, Clare," he moaned, before letting his tongue out.

I wasn't sure what to expect, but I was ready for him. He also placed his palms on my thighs and began eating me out.

"Oh, you..." I moaned, feeling my boobs, and angling my head back. "Oh, you do love me, huh? And you've learned something, Jack. Yes, lick those lips down there and push my bush out of the way if you need to. I can always shave it if you  want me to."

"No, don't shave it, Claire."

I nodded and got down to kiss him again. "I love you."

"I love you too."

"I'll love you no matter what, just don't think about leaving me, I'll make you happy. No one else wanted me to make them happy after their white stuff came out."

"Okay."

"What, nothing to say, you just want to lease me?"

"I guess."

I lifted myself and let my pussy back on his mouth. Then ate me out, and didn't think about anything else, horndog. Just picture us together making each other feel good both inside and out."

He nodded and began licking my cunt yet again.

"Holy shit, if I didn't love you before, I certainly do now, you're golden, you stud. You feel that wet pussy, it's all because of you. If you want me, then you got me. You may see it or feel it whenever the fuck you want. I can even text you a nude picture if you want, I don't mind."

"No, you're not a sex doll, Claire, you're a respectable woman."

"Oh, aren't you a sweetheart?" I asked, before getting down to kiss him. "I know I'm not, but I'm still a horny woman. You wanted to fuck me, right? Well, have what you wanted, Jack? You're not taking advantage of me, I just want to fuck you, that's all," I told him, before getting my cunt back over his face. "Trust me, if you're at my twat, you'll always be golden, dude. So, I say eat me out and reap the rewards. I don't see how you can lose."

He nodded yet again and made me feel good. I tried my best not to go nuts, but he was giving me a run for my money. I could only guess he learned well from his mom how to make a woman feel good, but I couldn't say that.

Nevertheless, I felt the joy of him eating me out, and I felt his head for leverage. I fought like hell to stay upright, but did it to keep feeling the pure joy he gave me. I had other guys do it before, but I felt more than good then.

The evidence showed that I needed to jerk a bit back and forth. I also got his face drenched in cum, and it made it even easier to move around, too. He held my thighs the best he could, and it hurt somewhat, but I didn't care.

He was still holding my thighs firm and did his business. I loved him and wanted him badly, so I had to do whatever it took to keep him. Not that I was putting on a show, but I wanted to make sure he wanted me and not his mom.

I wasn't sure if she was my real competition, but in any event, I took the bull by the horns and made sure to have him onlythinking of me. As his tongue went all over my cunt, I felt I was golden in his eyes as well.

"Yes, yes, yes, you sexy stud, you're doing so good with my cunt, keep going and make me cum so much that your face has my scent on it forever. If you don't want anyone else, then you should want that. Do you want me, Jack? I'll be all yours, dude. Do you think you can handle me?"

"Yeah, I can handle you."

"Good, but here's a better question: can you eat me out while I suck your dick?"

"I'll do anything for you, Claire."

"Classy answer," I told him, before turning around and going to his prick.

We 69ed each other, and he even felt my butt. I pressed down on his thighs and sucked the life out of his cock. All the while, he ate me out the best he could in that position, and made me cum so much more.

I knew I loved blowing him before, but with that position, it was even sweeter. I could suck the life out of his cock and make him want to shoot even more because of gravity. He wasn't that lucky eating me out, but it was still hot.

I felt his tongue go all over my lips, down there, and even in between them, too. I couldn't keep eye contact with him to save my life, and my lungs were hurting from my moaning so much. I tried to deal with it, but it was next to impossible.

He managed to find my clit down there, too, so he was a masterful pussy licker. I knew I was still biased, but even if I was, I couldn't care less. When I could see him, i eyefucked him, and he did it right back.

So, after a few minutes, I rose right back up and watched him eat me out. "You're my favorite ex-boyfriend, that's for sure."

I stole his hands and placed them on my tits. "Well, you have me now, so enjoy me. You've never slept with a woman before either, it's a treat when your girlfriend is hot like me. Does that make me sound full of myself?"

"No."

"Liar, but thank you. You're feeling my cunt and my jugs right now, so you must be feeling pretty good right now. So, do you want to wake up next to me in the morning? Tell me you love me, and then make sweet love to me."

"Yes, yes, yes, Claire."

"Good, you horndog, because I'm wide open for you. Remember, someone else may want to get back with you, but you're with me now. You've already admitted that you think you can handle me, so let's see, huh?"

He nodded again, so I went back down to him. "Do you regret us fucking?"

"No, of course not."

"Well, we want each other, so we should have sex," I told him, taking his dick in my hand. "Wrap your arms around me."

He followed my direction, and we both watched me give him a mean hand job. I felt our hot and sweaty bodies together, and both of our hearts beating like mad. Needless to say, once i had him wanting to shoot, he increased his grip on me.

"Oh, Claire..."

I giggled and saw his rod as he was ready to erupt. "Oh, yes, cum all you can, and more, you horndog."

I saw him shoot out three good shots and a smaller one. It was pure eye candy, and I loved every second of it. I felt him shaking like mad, and sure enough, I had to cherish him, feeling me in such a way.

"Wow, Jack, you do love me."

"Yes, I do, Claire."

I kissed him again and pulled the blanket over us. We cuddled and calmed down for over 15 minutes.

Although, then the door suddenly opened. "Is it safe to look? Let's not even pretend that you two haven't having sex in here," his mom said.