Chapter 141-1: Prom (3) (Patreon)

(edited)

[Edward POV]

My blood boiled as I saw the bizarre sight in front of me. I clenched my fist while walking into the girls bathroom, but before I could lose my temper, Abby looked in my direction and hurriedly grabbed my arm.

“Ed. Look at me.” She said as she tried to gain my attention. After she called me a few times, her efforts managed to bring me back to reality, otherwise I would’ve followed my idol; Kazuma’s example of true gender equality.

“It’s fine. I’m fine.” She said with a smile as she gently held my face. Right then, the principal broke through the crowd and was shocked as he saw the scene.

It didn’t take much questioning to see what had happened here with the scissors still on the girl's hand, and the scattered black hair on the bathroom tiles.

“(Dramatic Gasp) Miss Olten! You! What have you done? What WERE YOU THINKING!?”

The crowd gasped as they realized what she had done, and Kennifer ran away crying under the gaze of the crowd.

Anais walked towards Abby before she said in an angry manner, “Hey. Do you want me to shave that girl's head? Just say the word. I WILL do it.”

“There’s no need for that. I…I just want to get out of here now.” Abby said in a depressed manner.

I nodded and grabbed her hand before I walked away with her. “Come, let’s go.”

“Wait! I’m coming with you guys.” Anais said as she followed us from behind. We didn’t go out of the school, but instead went to the rooftop as per Abby’s request.

Anais helped Abby to style her hair with a choked up voice, making it a twin bun instead of a twin tail.

“I’m sorry.” Anais said in a depressed manner while touching Abby’s hair.

“No. It’s not your fault.” Abby replied. Anais suddenly said, “I wasn’t talking to you. I was talking to your hair.”

The abruptness made Abby laugh for a bit, and Anais decided to leave us alone after helping Abby calm herself.

“Now, are you going to tell me why you’re being so weirdly and scarily calm? You look like a psychopath in a horror movie who hides everything behind a smile?” I asked her with a concerned expression.

“I am calm.” Abby replied. “I just think that the whole situation is funny.”

“Funny how?”

“It's funny cause I realized that that girl, and me, we aren’t actually that different after all.”

“Huh?”

“We are both…delusional.” Abby said with a heavy sigh.

“It’s like the Universe is currently slapping me awake, telling me that… you’ll never be mine. No one…in the world wants us to be together…” She muttered as she held back her tears. “So yeah. I’m not mad at her. I’m mad…at myself…for my stupid decision when I let you go before.”

She turned her face away from me and decided to sit on her favorite spot in the school. I scrunched my eyebrows before I sighed and decided to sit at the edge of the roof, dangling my legs in the air as Abby and I sat together, watching the night sky.

Abby suddenly said, “I know.”

“Know what?”

“About what started the fight.” She said suddenly.

“Abby, I didn’t mean to lie-”

“I know that too. I know you care about me. When I think about our story, it is ironic how this all happened. I was scared…that you would turn out like… like my dad so I decided to leave you before I got too attached to you…Well that turned to shit, and it was also the stupidest decision I had ever made in my life.”

She laughed a bit, which made me smile. “I know. I’m awesome after all.” I joked.

She continued after rolling her eyes, “And now, when I know that you really lied to me, the world-shattering feeling that I experienced before didn’t come. Instead, my heart…is filled with happiness.”

“That was when I realized that I was feeling more than …” She blushed a bit and didn’t continue, which made me quite baffled.

“Hungry?” I guessed, which caused me to get hit by her as she threw a mock punch at my bicep.

“Why is that the first thing that comes to your mind!?” She said angrily.

I chuckled and said, “You’re the one who didn’t finish your sentence.”

She smiled and looked at the sky again before saying, “So don’t worry about me anymore. I’m already okay with it. It took me a while, but I finally managed to move on.”

“Well, sorry to break your self pity party, but we don’t actually know what’s going to happen in the future.”

“What are you talking about Ed? We both know our story is going to end after I go back to New York.” Abby said in an annoyed manner.

“I’m sorry, but I’m a firm believer of communism.”

Abby froze and her entire mind blanked out before I added, “Rom-communism.”

“Ugh. You… you little-...What is that?” She was torn between getting angry and being curious, but clearly the latter won the struggle.

“Well Abby, rom-communism is a worldview…that I learned from someone amazing.”

“Oh. Who’s that?”

“A coach from the south.” I replied before I explained, “This worldviews…reminds us of romantic comedies with good looking people, such as Ryan Reynold, Sandra Bullocks, etcetera…”

“Jennifer Lopez.” Abby added.

“Her too…if ALL those attractive people with amazing apartments and interesting jobs, usually in some… creative field, can go through some light-hearted struggle, and still end up happy, then so can we.”

Abby widened her eyes in surprise before slightly nodding her head in agreement of what I just said.

“Believing in rom-communism, is all about believing that everything is going to work out in the end.” I said as I held her hand.

“So, when you feel like everything is going wrong in your life just remember that It’s fine. Consider that you're going through the dark forest. Fairy tales do not START nor do they END in that dark forest. That setting usually shows up in the beginning or in the middle part of the story.”

“So don’t be sad. Your story is just beginning. Both our stories are..”

She leaned her head on my shoulder, and after a while, I said, “You know I…care about you right?”

“Yeah. I know.” Abby replied in a casual manner. “I care about you too.” She said.

“So, what do you say? Want to go back to the event?” I invited her. “You still owe me a last dance.”

“Alright.” She nodded slightly before she smiled and said, “Last one there is a rotten egg!” Then, she ran away quickly as I stood there baffled as her change was too drastic.

“Wait What?!” I realized it too late and she was already gone. However as I took a step forward to chase after her, I found myself unable to do so.

[Abby POV]

I knew he wouldn't be able to choose me. I was being selfish when I made him invite me to prom, but I didn’t want to go with anyone else.

Our relationship was cut short because of me. If I didn’t freak out that day, would we still be together? My heart shattered when I thought about that day. But as they say, there is no medicine for regret.

As I thought about it, maybe it was for the best that we had broken up before. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to act together with Taylor or to kickstart their whole career in such an explosive way.

I always knew Ed had a weird obsession with money. I would hate to be the one to hold him back. Taylor is better than me in that regard. I just hope that she will always be there for him.

Although I was clear on that, I still allowed myself to hold on to a tiny sliver of hope. The girl attacking me in the bathroom made me realize that I was delusional.

But then, something interesting happened.

‘What the hell was that? Rom-communism!’ I thought funnily as I ran away from Edward.

The hope that was dying in my heart was ignited once again. Maybe not now, or maybe not even 5 years from now. As he said, we don’t know how things might turn out in the end.

“So what if I have to move away? It’s not like the time we spent together is going to be erased from existence.”

Now, I have a new kind of hope. Not the hope that he would end up together with me in the future.

But the hope that if we meet again later on, we won’t be held back by our circumstances, and maybe… just maybe we could finally say what we truly want to say to one another.

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[Edward POV]

“Moron!” I cursed myself after Abby had disappeared from my sight.

It was all my fault. I was the one who let that happen. It was because I was being selfish, and now Abby had gotten the brunt of it.

Although I was clear of the potential repercussions as I invited Abby here, I thought that I would be able to protect her from getting hurt again.

But now, I couldn’t even move my legs as I watched her disappear from my sight.

What would I do when she truly goes away? Would I still be able to protect her like I did right now? My chest tightened as I thought about it.

I thought I was prepared to say goodbye, but I still kept finding myself making irrational decisions. I could’ve said No when Abby hinted about prom, or I could’ve distanced myself from her as I need to make sure to stabilize my ‘star crossed secret lovers’ relationship status with Taylor.

I let out a long sigh before I finally walked towards the dance hall slowly with a complicated feeling in my gut. When I arrived, the students were looking at the stage as the student council president was speaking.

“Ed! Over here!” Dylan called from afar as he stood together with Anais and Abby. My date couldn’t look me straight in the eye as I walked towards her.

“And now…the winner for the prom king….*dadadada* Edward Newgate– Wait guys! I told you not to vote for Edward!” Miranda said in exasperation through the thunderous clapping of the crowd.

“Huh?” I was confused when I suddenly won, but then someone cleared up the situation for me. A skinny boy who was holding hands with a braces wearing girl said, “You made us get together. So we will vote for you, even if you weren’t part of our school students.”

Dylan was so excited and he pushed me to the stage. He really did look like an over-excited puppy, and Miranda stared contemptuously at the crowd beneath her as she angrily said, “I can’t even call out the second place up here as you morons all voted for Ed or freaking South Park. Are you guys fucking with me?”

The students laughed at the pitiful student council president. It wasn’t Miranda’s whim that she wanted a senior or a junior grade student from the school to win the Prom King position, but it was specifically added to the year's school prom rules.

“WHO ELSE IS GOING TO BE KING IF NOT LORD FLUFFY OF FLUFFY SHIRE?!”Anais suddenly teased from the crowd. I blushed a bit as I shrugged her off, but a lot of the crowd was agreeing with her, which made Miranda perplexed and didn’t know what to do.

“Miranda. It’s fine! Don’t worry about it. In fact, it would look weird  if a famous person didn't win as our prom king.” The principal said haughtily before adding, “Continue with the prom queen!”

“Ugh. This better not affect my transcript!” Miranda said before saying, “Now…Whoever’s the one lucky enough to be elected as the Prom Queen for our ‘Whatever in the budget’ night Prom Event, please remember to act with decorum as you guys stand on the stage.”

“And the winner for the Prom Queen election is…!! *dadadada* Abigail Rutherford!!!”

“Huh? Who’s that?” Dylan and Anais looked around puzzledly, but then the principal nudged Abby towards the stage, “They are calling you!”

“Wait. No one knows my true name!” Abby asked in confusion, but the principal wiped his sweat and said, “Nonsense. Of course everyone knows it. Why wouldn’t they know it?”

Miranda was also confused, “Abigail Rutherford? Who’s Abigail Rutherford? If You don’t respond, I need to call out the second place winner. Abigail Rutherford? No one? Seriously? No one?”

Although I knew who the girl was, I could see it in her eyes that she would rather die than admit her name was Abigail.

“So following the rules, Abigail will be kicked out from the competition. The true winner of the event is….ABBYY!!!!!”

The crowd cheered in excitement as they heard it. Not only did Abby work together with me to help the kids get a date before, the incident in the bathroom also had made her receive some pity and admiration votes from the crowd.

“Oh. I did something useless.” The principal mumbled before Dylan and Anais excitedly brought Abby to the stage. The committee placed a crown on her head and a satchel over her shoulder as they did to me.

“KISS HER!” One of the crowd members shouted. A few girls instantly protested and quickly accosted him, but one by one, the agents of chaos inside the room became more excited because of the girls' reactions. The boys in the crowd chanted to instigate them, pressuring Abby.

“Well…we can’t disappoint them.” I said in a casual manner. Abby rolled her eyes in annoyance and said, “Did you rig the votes? How in the hell did we win?”

“I don’t know. Maybe the crown just loves me.” I replied as I waved gently at the crowd in a royal manner. The true story was, the nerdy boys and girls who were helped by Abby and I to get a dance partner had voted for us as they felt that somebody actually cared about them.

The total votes Abby got didn’t exceed 10, but as a lot of the girls inside the halls had voted for themselves, she became the automatic winner for tonight.

Abby blushed and she inches closer before she kissed me on the cheek just to shut them up. The crowd cheered explosively, and that was how her prom night ended today. The modest kiss also brought down the scandal between us down, and probably bought Abby some good will since most of the people who didn’t believe that we were just friends, or Taylor’s fanatical fans were finally reassured that nothing was actually going on between us.

After the event was over, a few students asked for a picture together with the prom royalty, and we didn’t say no. Dylan won the Dance King title, and when he was on the stage, he pulled Anais with him and they made out right in front of the crowd.

The limousine arrived soon, and this time, it was only Abby and I who got in on it. Dylan and Anais were heading back to his place – which was actually an studio apartment Dylan had rented after he moved out of his mom's. The money from his work on the cruise allowed him to be more independent, and that was the first thing that he did after buying a cheap car.

“So he got a lot of ‘nightly’ tips?” Abby asked in disbelief after hearing the story of how Dylan got his money.

“Yeah. If the guests were cougars, he would usually find more than 300 dollars tucked in his underwear at the end of the night. And the best part is, he didn’t even know how they managed to slide it in his pants in the first place.” I said jokingly.

Abby laughed in pity before we suddenly fell silent as we looked into each other's eyes.

“Ummm…So…” Abby stammered while fanning her flushing face. “What are we going to do now?” She asked.

“Well right now I’m going to take you home.” I replied in a casual manner, which made her face get even redder.

“Whatcha thinkin ‘bout you dirty girl? I’m just sending you home.” I said teasingly as I reached into the mini fridge and took out 2 cups of different tastes of pudding.

“I KNOW THAT!” Abby shouted in embarrassment as she snatched a cup from my hand and started to eat the pudding angrily. I laughed and sat right next to her, and suddenly said, “I think that there’s something wrong with my tie. It keeps choking me.”

“Hmm? Let me see.” Abby leaned in with concern and tried to look closely at the knot. But as she was near, I snatched a kiss on her lips, making her freeze in disbelief.

“Ahh Abby, you can tell me if you want to kiss me. You don’t have to be so coy and pretend to look at my tie.” I joked as I easily loosened my tie.

Abby was bewildered and she smiled in disbelief before saying, “Coy? I’m the one who’s playing coy?”

I licked my spoonful of pudding before I pointed at her with the plastic utensil and said, “Yes.” She pounced at me instantly like a startled cat, trying to get even.

When we reached her home, I escorted her to her door like a gentleman while the limousine drove away.

“Do you want to come inside?” Abby asked while biting her lower lips.

“Yes, and yes.” I replied. “Huh?” She tilted her head in confusion, but then ignored my peculiarity as she led me inside. Suddenly, Abby received a text from someone.

“It’s Anais. Umm….” Abby’s face flushed red instantly and I could imagine that smoke was coming out of her ears as she read the text. I got curious and I snatched the phone from her hand despite her protest to look at it on my own.

“Dylan is in the hospital. His entire body cramped out after ejaculating- Alright, Delete text, and also deleting this from my memory.”

Although he did manage to ‘seal the deal’ after the dance,well… kind of… his ‘deal’ at least but he had to spend the night being warded instead. The poor guy didn’t even get his ‘deal’ out of any actual action but as a little side effect of his accident earlier that evening. I texted Dwayne to tell him that Dylan was in the hospital, and also texted Frankie as she was responsible for managing the employee’s health insurance.

“Lucky guy.” I pursed my lips with a small smile before I said to Abby, “Well. I better get going.”

“Wait.” She suddenly grabbed my hand.

“Hmm? What is it?”

“Well, despite the risk of being selfish again, I have to remind you…that you promised me I would get the FULL…prom experience today.” She said shyly while looking at the floor.

My blood rushed to my face before I coughed awkwardly, “Well…I know. But I thought-”

“No need to think so much. This is all part of the prom tradition. There’s absolutely nothing more hiding beneath it.”

“Well if you say so.”

We gazed into each other’s eyes, and slowly inched our faces together. But then, I suddenly received a text from my dad, disrupting the atmosphere.

“Huh. That’s weird. He  said he’s not coming back home today.”

“That is weird. Wait…Where’s my mother?” Abby finally realized that her mother wasn’t here, and after texting her, she received the same kind of text as I did.

“Huh. Weirder and weirder. Oh well.” Abby and I shrugged our shoulders before she wrapped her arms around my neck and I around her waist as we wrestle our tongues together.

She tried to unzip her dress, but was unsuccessful, so she turned her back towards me and said, “Help me with this.”

“Alright.” Then, I smoothly pulled her zip down and then we continued with the prom tradition in her bedroom.

(R-18)

“Huh. Weird and weirder. Oh well.”Abby and I exchanged a glance before she coiled her arms around my neck, and I, in turn, firmly encircled her waist, pulling her close as our lips met, locking in a passionate kiss.

With a playful smile on her lips, she attempted to lower the zipper of her dress, but the garment resisted. She turned her back to me, her voice a murmur, “Give me a hand with this, will you?”

“Alright.” I smoothly pulled her zip down, revealing her supple white skin. She wore a black bra and panties with lace, imposed on her by Haley by going against her desire to go commando in the event before.

“Wow.” I husked, admiring her lingerie. “Stop staring at me,” She flushed, and traced her fingers up my chest before stopping on a button. She slowly and deliberately unbuttoned my shirt while I took off my jacket and tie before my hands gilded behind her, grabbing her butt and pulling her closer.

“Really?” I tested, caressing her inner thing and making her stifle a moan at my abrupt movement. “You’re gonna get embarrassed now? Right after you’re stripping in your mom’s kitchen?” my hand teasingly went over her pussy before I grabbed her ass roughly and put her down on top of the kitchen island with a thup as her butt landed on it.

Her legs around my waist, she hissed a little, biting her bottom lip as her gaze turned cloudy looking at me. Her face flushed as I yanked at her bra, sliding my hand inside and fondling her breast. Her legs stiffened and her toes curled.

“You know what’s going to make you even more embarrassed?” I cocked an eyebrow, grinding the tent on my pants against her pussy. Her grip tightened on my shoulder,  and I leaned in for a smooch on her soft lips before slipping past her check and nibbling on her ear as I whispered huskily, “Cumming in your mother’s kitchen.”

I hadn't stopped grinding my crotch into hers, and the result was evident as I pressed myself against her and felt her hardened nipples. She sighed in pleasure before her eyes cleared up a bit.

“I…” she sucked in a breath and tried to calm her mind.  “I will be so mad if you stop that at mother,” she joked, tightening her legs around me and pulling me close. My erect cock pained in its restraints as I pressed against her pussy, and her soft lips pressing against mine did no good.

After another dirty kiss, she pulled back with a string of saliva between us. Her gaze lingered on it for a bit before she smiled coily and bit her lip, spreading her legs by putting her feets on top of the table and leaning backward. I smirked, stepping back to admire her. Sighing, I dove down on her pussy and gave a tentative lick to her clitoris.

She moaned and she grabbed my hair gently; I ran my tongue up and down her labia, and then gave her pussy a suck. My fingers teasing her clit and lips and tongue dancing on her pussy, she grabbed my hair tighter.

“Ahhhhn.. ~” she moaned loudly, pulling on my hair and grinding her crotch into my face as her legs closed around my head. “F-faster.. Mhph...! ~” I bit her teasingly. “G-GOSH.. F-FU… I missed this! Mhp~ Yeah!” Abby moaned and her entire body convulsed as she arched her back. She was brought near orgasm, but I stopped just before she could achieve release.

She huffed as she shot me a faux glare but I just smirked and started to unbuckle my belt. A flash of hesitation passed her eyes as she nibbled on her lip, all while staring dreamily at my crotch.

But before we could continue, she said, “Wait. We need to go to my bedroom.”

“Oh…Why? We have the entire house to ourselves, no?”

“I…” she flushed and looked away. “I want to do this properly.” Abby said shyly while picking up her dress and my clothes. I nodded and we went to her bedroom before I threw her on the bed, causing her to let out a cute yelp.

“You’re rapacious.” She said while smirking. She reached for the music player at the nightstand and pressed the play button as she wanted to do it with music playing in the background.

“Only because you have been teasing me since yesterday.” I replied before I jumped into bed with her. She smiled as her hands went around my neck. Our lips met and tongues intertwined. My cock stood painfully erect while her pussy glistened wet. Her nipples were hard and I didn't forget to give them a few fondles.

I unclipped her bra skillfully with one hand before releasing our kiss, leaving her huffing. I went down and grabbed her nipple In my mouth, giving it a suck as my hand fondled her other breast.

“Oh god~” She moaned in pleasure before her hands completely took off my pants. She whipped out my already hard penis and gently stroked it.

“It got bigger.” She whispered in surprise, her eyes having this hazy look as she imagined if it would fit or not. “Now I’m a little bit scared.”

“Don’t worry. I won’t force you to take it in all at once.” I said as I took out a condom. She suddenly stopped me, “Ca..Can't I feel you entirely for the first time? As long as you don't cum in me, I don’t think there will be trouble.” her face was completely flushed red at the moment.

“Cute,” my comment made her even flustered at asking for such a thing. But after I thought about it I replied with an “Alright.”

I pressed her on the bed, caressing her inner thighs with my hands and then spreading her legs. I took off her soaked panties and went down, giving a rough suck that made her twitch and arch her back. Laughing with my mouth on her pussy, I pulled back and grabbed my dick, pressing my cock head on her pussy. I stroked my dick up and down her slip, finding the spot and pushing in slightly, just a few centimeters, before taking it out and running it over her slit again.

I pressed it on her clitoris and repeated the action again.

“Stop teasing me Ed!” Abby fumbled, pulling me closer with her legs.

I chuckled and said, “Alright. I’m sticking it in.” I leaned in and kissed her again. “Tell me if it’s too painful for you.” I whispered, and she nodded nervously.

It was a novel experience for me in being so gentle.

I pressed my cockhead and slowly eased into her vaginal canal inch by inch. She was wet. I noticed some discomfort on her face but didn't stop. Instead, I moved a bit more. My cock spread her vagina and tore through her virgin defense. Abby's face twitched painfully before she moaned greatly and grabbed onto my body while tears welled up at the corners of her eyes. Her pussy tightened and she huffed a bit.

“Are you okay?” I asked as I grabbed some tissues to wipe the blood.

“I-I’m fine.” She said shakily, “Don’t stop.” She kissed me on the neck and I didn't need more. I continued pushing my cock inside until it was blocked by her ovaries.

Resting there for a second, I complimented her, “Good girl.”

She smiled and pulled me in for a kiss.

“Now, fuck me roughly.” She suddenly said.

“On it.” I responded in kind and I moved my hip back, feeling her vagina contracting around my cock and pulling me in. I groaned at the tightness before easing her with slow thrusts. As she got used to it, I slammed my cock into her like a piston, continuously pounding her pussy.

Her moans didn't stop once, and although there were some painful winces at the start, she was drowned in ecstacy now.

I grabbed her and pulled, slamming as hard and fast as I could.

My cock made a mess out of her pussy, spreading her apart and reaching her depths. The noises she made did nothing but fuel my lust.

“Goood~” she let out a guttural groan. “Y-yes! YESS! HN~ AHI...I’m cummin-” Her body shivered, her pussy grasped and sucked my cock like crazy and I felt like I'd burst any moment now.

Her orgasm hit her hard, she threw her head back, and her hands clawed at my back. Her pussy twitched and she tightened around me. I didn't stop my thrusts. When her orgasm subsided, I took my penis out of her.

“Ahh..Ahhh…” She huffed heavily, her eyes hazy with lust, before mumbling to herself, “Why did I wait so long for this? I should’ve accepted your Friends with benefits offer a long time ago.”

I laughed a bit, grabbed and pulled her down. She yelped as my glistening cock landed on her cheek, near her mouth. She grabbed it and started licking the perineum before sucking it for a while.

“Well…It’s too late for regret now.” I joked as my cock plopped out of her mouth. I went to her pussy and put my cock on her pussy, slammed inside of her in one single thrust.

“Ah~ AH~ YES~ OH GOD~” She moaned hard as she scratched my back with her nails. I flipped her over and put a pillow underneath her hips before I fucked her from behind.

With each thrust that slammed into her pussy, making her ass ripple, her entire body shook. Her moans grew louder and louder. She drooled, her face flushed red.

“Fu-ahn~” before she said, I slammed, numbing her words into moans.

As the noise of meat slapping meat filled the room, she grabbed and bit the bedsheet, groaning in pleasure every time I thrusted my cock in her.

“I’m gonna cum.” I huffed, flipping her on her back with my cock inside. My grabbed and kissed her roughly, slamming into her a few more times before I pulled out from her pussy. Breaking the kiss, I stroked my penis and aimed it on her stomach. I ejaculated hard till it reached her boobs. She smiled as she wiped the cum with her finger and licked it.

“There’s condom’s inside the drawer.” She said with a heavy breath as she pointed in her left direction.

I fucked her multiples times that night, in various positions all across the house. As we both needed a break and went to the kitchen to grab a glass of water and snacks, I made her squirt 2 times over there by taking her from behind.

We also did it on the living room sofa, and even in the toilet.

“Wait. We ran out of condoms.” I said with a huffing breath as Abby laid down on the bed with a fucked stupid expression, barely collecting her minds together as she replied, “Maybe…there’s some more inside my mom’s room.”

So we went there without even covering our sweaty bodies. As Abby bent over on the bed to try and reach the nightstand on the other side, my eyes were glued on her swaying butt and wet pussy.

“Where is it? I swear that she had kept some here before.” Abby muttered. Suddenly, she felt a violent thrust entering her pussy, which caused her to lose strength and fell on the mattress.

“Are you crazy? This is my mom’s room!” She yelled, stifling a moan.

“Really? You hate this? Then why are you clamping at me so hard?” I asked in a teasing manner as I grabbed her waist and started doggy-styling her.

“Ahh~ AHHN~! Don’t stop!” Abby moaned.

Suddenly, I laid down on Desiree’s bed and said, “You get on top this time.”

“Hehe.” She grinned as if she was waiting for it and started riding on my dick, violently swaying her breast and she went up and down in a cowgirl position.

“Fuck!” My hands went to grab on her breast as she leaned back and squirted all over me. “AAHH~!” Then, she grabbed my dick and positioned it into her pussy again before continuing her riding.

“Ed. Your penis is getting bigger.” She said with a smirk. “Is the thought of doing it on my mom’s bed turning you on?”

Some memories about seeing Desiree masturbating on the same bed resurfaced on my mind, making me more violent in actions. I started pistoning my hips, making her moan loudly in pleasure.

“KISS ME!” She demanded. As we shared a sloppy wet kiss, I cummed inside of her without wearing any protection, but she wasn’t mad about it.

“Ahh…Now I need to wash this sheet before she comes home.” She muttered.

“Well if you’re going to do that anyway, it’ll be a shame to stop now.” I said with a grin as Abby licked my cock to clean up the cum.

We continued until it was almost 3 am, just fucking each other in an animalistic manner before we both passed out as our stamina bottomed up. We fell asleep on Desiree’s bed, her head rested on my chest as we hugged each other.