Tammy’s head fell to his shoulder as she struggled to catch her breath. Luca wrapped an arm around her waist and pressed a hand to her back. With the other, he caressed her resting head. He held her tight and propelled upward. Tammy’s tight pussy pulsated around his cock, urging his own explosion. And although Luca was no minute man, he found himself chasing his own orgasm. With no desire to be gentle, he drove into her with fury until his own breathing became labored.
“Ahh, Tammy…fuck!” Luca choked. “Gimme my pussy, bella. Umm.”
Luca pushed upward while yanking Tammy down on his dick. Happily encased in her warmth, his loud grunts drowned out her soft whimpers. He was nearing his own explosion.
Tammy, seemingly regaining her strength, rocked into his thrust. She was fucking him. Luca relaxed against the chair and let Tammy do what only Tammy could do; own him. Luca grabbed her bouncing tits, squeezed them, and sucked her nipple into his mouth. She cried out as she bounced, rocked, and impaled herself on his cock. Her pussy was so warm, so wet that he could hear the slickness of their coupling.
Luca pressed her breasts together and licked from one pebble to the next. He bit down on her nipple, causing her to cry out. And to Luca’s surprise, she fucked him harder. The woman actually made his toes curl. His fully engorged balls tightened, and his legs stiffened. Luca gripped the arms of the chair and held on as Tammy rode him over a cliff. Luca tensed. Tammy trembled. And together, they erupted.
“Ughhhhh… fuck!” Luca groaned as his cock pulsated, pumping his hot seed into his wife to be.
Tammy’s limp body fell against him. Her breath near his ear gave him a wonderful feeling of closeness.
“I love you,” Luca reminded her as he gently rubbed her back.
“And I love you,” Tammy breathed.
She placed her hands on his shoulders and pushed herself upright. Luca studied her beautiful face. He knew every angle, every curve of its structure which was how he knew that she was deep in thought.
“What is it, Bella?”
Tammy took a deep breath and exhaled. She caressed his face and smiled. “You make me strong,” she told him.
“I do?”
“Yes. So I will go to dinner tonight.”
Luca was taken aback. Minutes ago, Tammy had adamantly refused to see her mother.
“I don't understand,” Luca confessed.
“It’s easy, baby. I was afraid to confront my mother, but you…you make me strong.”
Luca smiled. No one made him smile as much as Tammy. Hell, there were people that he’d known for years who’d never seen him smile. They didn't give him shit to smile about. But Tammy gave him plenty of reasons. His love for her being one, but her love for him being the most important.
“Okay, Bella. We’ll go to dinner.” He looked down at their sweaty bodies and wrinkled clothing and added, “But we’ll be very late.”
Tammy huffed and rolled her eyes. “So what,” she scoffed. “That bitch is about twenty years late.”
