Tiffany gasped in utter shock, standing in front of the mirror, staring at her body, which exposed the evidence of sleeping with Brent.
There were pink marks all over her body, glaring angrily at her. She smiled and slipped into the tub.
When she was done bathing and dressing into the clothes for Brent she took. One glance at the mirror, she couldn’t help the laugh that escaped her lips.
She was really small compared to Brent, but still looked cute and homie in the outfit. She packed her hair into a bun and walked out of the washroom.
Brent was seating on the bed, eyes focused on his phone when he heard the unlocking of the door, he looked up to see Tiffany dressed in one of his T-shirt, that stopped above her knees, hair tied into a bun, exposing her smooth and delicate face.
He smiled, reaching across the bed to grab her. Tiffany noticed his movements and dodged, laughing loudly.
“Go and wash up!” She laughed.
Brent nodded in surrender as he went into washroom.
Tiffany took out a large portion of food from the tray Brent brought. She munched on it, humming in deligh as her buds felt good.
Few minutes later, Brent was out of the washroom, his wet and dripping hair, trailing along his shoulder.
He looked smoking hot that Tiffany couldn’t help but hide her face under the bed. Probably hididng away her blushing face.
Brent smiled, quickly taking out cloth from the wardrobe, when he was done, he stumbled into the bed, making Tiffany look up at him.
“The food is going to get cold, if you keep staring at me like that.” Brent grinned.
“Ohh” Tiffany nodded and continued stuffing the food into her mouth, while Brent watched her.
“If you keep eating like that, you’d choke.” Brent teased, his blue eyes fixed at her face.
“I won’t choke, if you’d stop staring at me like that.” Tiffany whined.
“You wouldn’t say that, if you knew what i want to do with you.” he chuckled.
“Brent!!”
Brent pinned her against the bed, his hot breath fanning against her face. He rocked his hips forward, bucking in between her thighs.
Tiffany could feel his hard and protruding member, pressing against her thighs as Brent engaged her with a gentle yet hurried kiss.
Brent groaned, enjoying the taste of her lips, mixed with the taste of the food. He used his free hand to shift the plate and placed the strawberry jam on the bed board.
Tiffany moaned as the kiss got intense, her body shuddering in pleasure under his touch.
He raised the hem of the shirt, quickly taking removing it from her body. Meanwhile, Tiffany’s hands were pulling off the short he wore.
They were done undoing their clothes, when Tiffany’s fingers traced his bare chest, trailing down his abs.
Brent reached for lips, kissing her as he used his knees to widened her thighs and slammed into her.
“Uh!” Tiffany moaned, clenching her walls as she felt full by his dick.
Brent released a throaty groan, slamming harder into her. His hand reached for the jam on the bed board, he opened the cap and pressed the thick liquid on Tiffany’s nipples.
She smiled, enjoying how cool it felt on her skin, just thens Brent leaned in sucking her nipples, as he enjoyed the sugary taste on his buds. He kissed Tiffany, each thrust hard and deep, making a squashing sound.
His dick glistened with her juices, showing how wet she was. Tiffany moaned wrapping her legs around his waist, hugging his shoulders, as his thrusts were becoming faster.
“Moan my name, sweetheart.” Brent whispered huskily, bringing his thumb to rub her clit.
Tiffany couldn’t take in the pleasure anymore, as she felt her climax building up. Soon it came crashing on her, she moaned loudly, her body convulsing violently, her cum glistening on Brent’s dick.
Brent clamped her throat, bitting and sucking her lips, as he felt his release coming faster. With one last thrust, he realeased inside her pussy, shooting all his loads inside her.
He slammed in his dick, circling his waist inside her. Tiffany moaned, reaching to kiss his lips, engulfing both of them in an intense kiss.