His cock stirred my wetness as it rammed repeatedly against my womb and the pleasure spots deep inside of my hole. I moaned and panted as I began wrapping my legs around his hips. His hands slipped underneath my buttocks before he lifted my hips off the bed so that he could pound deeper and harder into my cunt.
It wasn’t long before I came again, crying out his name at my release. Hayden seemed like he hasn’t had enough and proceeded to flip me onto my stomach before he entered me once again from behind. I lifted my hips as his thick shaft began pounding into me from a different angle than before. It felt different and very amazing. His movements were aggressive and wild like an animal’s as he mated with me. His hands moved to fondle my tits while his cock rammed in and out of me like he couldn’t bear to stop.
I came once again, and it felt like I was going to black out from the intensity of my own orgasm. Hayden was sweating so much that his sweat was dripping onto my back. I knew that he was close to cumming. It wasn’t long after that Hayden came inside of me for the second time that night.
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I woke up the next morning with a clear hangover from sex. My mind and entire body suffered from the aftereffects of the long and intense love making session that we had the night before. The sunlight shining in through the window was merciless against my sensitive eyes. Turning around to my side, I saw Hayden sleeping peacefully next to me. A smile curved my lips slightly as I watched his sleeping face. As always, his light blond eyelashes were long and very pretty.
Unable to resist my urges, I slowly reached out a hand and began stroking his hair softly. I prayed silently that he wouldn’t wake up as my fingers ran through his soft silky blond hair. After a short while, Hayden stirred a little and I froze and held my breath. Thankfully, he didn’t wake up and after waiting a while, I began stroking his hair again.
As I watched his sleeping face with the feel of his soft hair slipping through the cracks between my fingers, my mind began to wonder if I could enjoy moments like this with Hayden if I chose to live my life as part of the mafia. If that was so, it must be a very bright and beautiful life filled with happiness and hope. I couldn’t stop smiling as I continued to watch him sleeping next to my side. The morning light shining in made Hayden look more like an angel than ever before.
Suddenly, Hayden’s lashes began to flutter slightly as his eyes started to open. Finally, Hayden had emerged from his peaceful slumber. Our faces were so close, and I watched intently as his captivating blue eyes opened. His eyes focused on me immediately and his lips curved into an enchanting smile.
“Morning, Malissa…” Hayden whispered sleepily.
It was such a simple greeting, but it brought so much joy and warmth to me.
“Good morning, Hayden,” I said as I stroked his hair a little.
His eyes glanced upwards as if trying to see my hand in his hair before he looked at me again and chuckled like a child.
“Do you like my hair?” he asked simply.
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