Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 97337 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 487(@200wpm)___ 389(@250wpm)___ 324(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97337 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 487(@200wpm)___ 389(@250wpm)___ 324(@300wpm)
“Fuck, so deep.” No matter how deep it wasn’t deep enough. Her legs had to be hurting the way I was pressing down on them as I held them back and over her head, but I couldn’t…couldn’t stop. I wanted more of that sound she made, wanted to take her over completely.
She bit my chest and her legs flopped around as her pussy tightened up and she came howling. “Fuck, shit, I’m cumming. Fuuuuuuckkkkk.” I emptied a boatload of cum into her and my cock was still not done.
I must’ve shook and shuddered over her for a good five minutes more while my cock dripped every last drop of seed deep inside her. I dropped onto her giving her my full weight, too boneless to move an inch. “I’m crushing you, I’m sorry. I’ll move soon.”
I caught her lips with mine and held her precious head in my hand as we both came down from what has to be the most spectacular orgasm on record. “I don’t want to pull out yet.” I turned onto my back, pulling her over me.
She laid with her head on my chest and her legs opened around my hips with my cock still buried deep inside her. I’d got so caught up, so lost in her, that I’d all but forgotten what had ran us in here in the first place.
We fell asleep like that, with her curled up on my chest like a kitten while I held her in place with my hands on her ass and my cock stuffed up inside her. I woke sometime during the night and took her again, putting her beneath me and fucking into her, both of us half asleep, until I drained my nuts again before falling asleep.
In the morning I nutted in her twice before we had breakfast together in her little kitchen. “I’m gonna go look at that mower now. If I can’t get it to work I’ll have to make a run to pick up another one.”
She followed me outside and around back to the shed where I found that the old mower just needed a charge. Grabbing my portable charging station from the truck I got to work fixing it before tackling the grass.
At least I didn’t have to worry about anyone seeing me here cutting her back and front lawn because it’s my job. So I took my time and did it right, with the feel of her eyes on me from the back window.
It was a domesticated scene, me out riding the mower while my woman looked out at me every once in a while. And when she came out not long after with a cup of coffee, which she passed to me with a blush on her cheeks, I felt like I could do this time and again. It just felt right.
“Did you know you have a garden back there?” With the grass cut it was obvious to see the outline and the few rose bushes someone had planted against the wooden fence that ran along one side of the backyard.
“I know, I’ve been meaning to get to it but the grass…snakes.” She shuddered at the word and turned back to the sink where she was cleaning my coffee cup. I couldn’t help myself, I walked over and wrapped my arms around her from behind.
I can’t remember the last time I’d felt this relaxed, this at peace with another human being. Even with all the obstacles facing us, I couldn’t help feeling blessed that she’d walked into my life. Who would’ve thought when I came up with the idea for the class that it would lead to this? Life sure is strange sometimes.
“I have an idea, why don’t we go buy some plants for your garden, fix it up nice?” She looks like the kind of woman who should have a garden to putter around in.
She tensed beneath my arms and looked back and up at me. “Don’t freak, there’re nurseries all around this place. We can ride out of town and find one.” That seemed to relax her some and she smiled prettily at me.
She went to get dressed in something more than the baggy sweats she wore while I grabbed my phone to look up nurseries in the surrounding area. I couldn’t believe how excited I was at such a simple thing. Something I wouldn’t have imagined myself doing even a month ago.
She damn near hid on the floorboards until we drove out of town. But once we left our town behind us, she was more at ease. I held her hand as I drove and myself felt more relaxed the farther we got from town, and by the time we’d made it two towns over it was beginning to feel like a date.
We walked around holding hands, from the moment I lifted her tiny ass down from the truck. Although she wore her glasses it was easy to see the joy in her as she perused plants and talked my ear off about perennials and annuals and blah-blah-blah. I didn’t have the slightest clue but her excitement was infectious and that was enough for me.