~6~

Daryl is mesmerized by the view in front of him.

Carols bottom lip, caught between her teeth.

Her eyes bright. There is neither judgement to see, nor teasing. Only love.

Her pale skin, like porcelain, covered in dusty freckles. Her delicate collarbones.

Her small hands, pressing her breasts together.

His dick between her breasts. Moving. Thrusting. Oh this delicious friction.

It's a dream coming true.

Soon, too soon, he feels his balls tighten.

He spills thick white ropes of cum on her breasts, like a string of pearls.

She welcomes them with a low moan and a smile.

He bends down and kisses her hard.