Stephen led out a groan before pressing his mouth back to hers. While their tongues dueled together, their hands worked as one team, pressing Stephen's shorts and her spandex to the floor. Within an instant, his rod sprung forward, getting stuck in the cleft of skin that contained her c.l.i.t, earning another moan from Grace.

She reached forward, giving several smooth, yet hard strokes of his c.o.c.k as her eyes burned forth with arousal. She guided one leg up, into Stephen's waiting hand and opening her wet crevice for penetration. Stephen wasted no time at all, lining up the tip with her warmth and sliding in fully with one stroke.

"Oh, f.u.c.k!" Grace moaned, feeling his entire length stretch her open suddenly, guided along by her copious amounts of wetness. When the tip of his c.o.c.k nestled against her cervix, she kissed him once more.

"f.u.c.k me, please, baby," she urged, whimpering against his lips. "I need it so bad!"

Stephen obliged, tilting his hips back and slamming forth in one smooth stroke to the chorus of another moan from Grace. His establishment of a steady, forceful rhythm had them both br.i.m.m.i.n.g along with the heat of the moment. Grace soon wrapped her legs tenderly around his waist, while Stephen supported her against the locker, and the sounds of flesh soon filled the abandoned room, as well as the steady metallic clank of the lockers.

Grace's earlier finger work during his cardio session must have revved up her engine quickly, as it wasn't much longer before she exploded in her first o.r.g.a.s.m. Stephen felt the plentiful volume of squirt coat his shaft, and even heard it hit the tiled floor beneath them, so intense was her climax.

"Stephen!!" She moaned loudly, as she road the wave of o.r.g.a.s.m, and clamped down harder on his waist. Her chest flushed a deep red hue during her o.r.g.a.s.m. "You make me c.u.m so hard," she panted, as she recovered her senses.

"You always look so s.e.xy when you c.u.m," he breathed, his hips pistoning with intense speed. He pulled her a little away from the lockers before slamming her up against it again.

"Yes!" Grace moaned. "Do it again!"

After slamming her against the lockers a couple more times, Grace exploded in her second o.r.g.a.s.m, and Stephen could once again feel the intense feeling of milking against his c.o.c.k. The pleasurable feeling, combined with her intense warmth and wetness was sending his conscious desire beyond the pale of return. He could already feel it: the deep seated need for release, the hot internal combustion that was driving his rapidly thrusting hips and about to send him off the deep end.

"Grace," he started, still in a breathless tizzy from thrusting. "I'm gonna c.u.m!"

Grace clamped down hard against his waist again, leaving no room for him to escape. His phallus was locked deep inside her. A look of pure determination hit her eyes, and she moaned against his lips, "Give me every drop inside me, baby. I need it all so deep in my p.u.s.s.y!"

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Stephen's o.r.g.a.s.m exploded like a firework on a warm July night. He could feel each pulse of s.e.m.e.n as it squirted into her body, coating her internal walls and painting her cervix. His mouth fell slightly open at its intensity, and after several jerking hip thrusts, finally came down from the high of climax.