Amy No Condom No Problem

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The night before, Amy hooked me up with her friend Alexa Leigh at the MGM in Vegas. I left early the next morning.

They were sharing the same suite—no one told me.

When I came back for Amy, Alexa opened the door in a loose robe. She whispered, “Your cum’s still dripping out of me.”

We chatted a minute until Amy came out of the bathroom. Alexa slipped away.

Amy looked hot in her short leopard-print slip—thin fabric hugging her curves, nipples poking through, messy bed hair. Her eyes lit up seeing me.

We sat on the couch, then started kissing hard. My hands went under the slip, playing with her tits. She was soaked already.

Last time we saw each other the condom slipped and I came bare inside her. We both knew the risk. But this time, no condom at all.

She begged, “Breed me again…over and over.

I pushed the slip up around her waist and got her on the bed. Started missionary, her legs wrapped tight. Midway through she flipped to pronebone—flat on her stomach, legs together, ass slightly up.

I pressed down, sliding deep from behind while she moaned.

She shook, whispering “fill me… breed me.” I unloaded everything—thick loads pumping straight into her until it leaked out onto the sheets.