Page 62 of Halo: Tales Of A Hitman

I curved my fingers up and the top of my thumb massaged her clit all while I talked to them. Story would laugh and move a little to keep herself intact. The way she kept saying things to make sure she wasn’t obvious was funny to me.

Her sister and brother came on the camera and she became more nervous. But I wasn’t letting up, her pussy did not want me to. Her walls hugged my fingers, and I felt her spill on them.

Her sister, Pixie, was sweet and had one dimple like Regan and Story. Jesse did not have the dimple, but he looked just like their dad.

“Your brother is into the anime One Piece? Me too!” Jesse proudly told me after I saw his t-shirt he had on.

Golden loved that show.

“Yeah, he watches it a lot and a few other ones as well.”

I pulled my fingers slowly out of Story, but I did not stop. I just started making circles on her clit. That center was where she lost her mind anytime I touched or licked it.

“Gooood Lord! That show is…good!” She blurted out.

Jesse pointed at her laughing. “Since when do you watch any kind of anime? You only watch those corny movies!” He teased her.

I laughed too at her outburst and Jesse’s observation.

“Shut up Jesse! You do not know what I watch!” Story argued and she squeezed my wrist. I think she wanted me to stop but her pussy told me not to.

“Name one character?” Her brother assessed.

“Anyway! Thank you all for meeting Halo. Soon we will come visit so we can bond in person.” Story was unfolding and could barely hold on.

“It was so nice to meet you Halo. I think you are such a respectful and kind young man---”

“Mama, I love you so much, in fact I love all of you, but Halo must go to work in a few minutes. I miss you all!” Story hit the red button on her tablet so fast that it fell over. At the same time, she fell back on the couch and her legs opened more.

I grabbed her neck with my left hand and kissed her. “You like the way I played with this pussy while we were on video chat. It turned you on bad as hell.” I spoke into her mouth and sucked on her bottom lip.

Story nodded her head, licked her lips and grinded against my fingers. “It did, so bad. Sssss. Babe, eat me out, please eat me out.”

Her pleading and moans made my dick jump more and I got on my knees between her legs. Our eagerness was on the same level. Her legs were on my shoulders. And I was like a starved person for her taste. I didn’t even take her panties off. Story moved them to the side and held them out the way.

All I did was push her skirt up more and start eating. My hand grabbed her free one and our fingers interlocked. That gesture always heightened the experience for me. It grounded me and let me know that it was Story’s pussy in my mouth.

My girl, the one person who I was myself with. Her scent erased the one scent that haunted me for years. When hand went on the back of my head and her hips started moving like a slow wave.

I buried my face into her even more until her thighs started shaking and she was cumming. After I drunk her up, I was like an animal on its prey. I ripped her panties off. She pulled my dick out of my shorts and was sitting on it in seconds.

“Bounce on that dick boo, bounce on that damn dick.” I coached her and held on to her waist.

Story pulled her shirt over her head, and I unzipped her sports bra then started sucking on her nipples.

“Slow down, slow yo’ ass down.” I demanded from her because I wasn’t ready to cum yet.

When she did, I grabbed her face and kissed her. Story started grinding slowly in my lap and she melted into my mouth.

“I like how nasty you are with me… how nasty you let me be with you.” I told her.

“Sssss me too babe, something about you playing with my pussy while nobody knew but us just turned me on. Uhhh, you always turn me on in every way Halo.”

Her confessions were making my ego grow along with my dick. Story kept going until she came, then I stood up with her legs around my waist. I walked her to her room and closed the door so I could bend her over on her bed.

She and I stripped our clothes off. That ass needed to be in the air while I slapped her cheeks and came in her. Thank God she was on birth-control.

“We were supposed to go to the movies.” Story reminded me while we cleaned up in her bathroom.