‘Mm-Mm. You’ve got your own. You might be wearing it but, uh, it’s there right?’ He moves around the bed to her tits. Fuck, the urge to touch himself is fierce.

All in good time though.

He bends down to her chest, enough to hear her breathing hard and fast in his ear, and draws his tongue across her nipple.

Hannah grunts in his ear.

He catches the tail end of her frenzied mumbles as another orgasm sizzles across her body.

‘Yep. Your coffee’s still there. You’ll probably need to wash that off.’

But Hannah’s not listening. She’s panting hard. Moans sounds like sobs.

They come tearing out of her in fierce bursts one after the other that climb higher and higher notes.

But she can’t relax.

‘Puh….puhhh…’

Her breath sputters away in his ears. Like an old car struggling up a hill.

‘Please…’

She fails.

Licks her lips.

Tries again.

‘Please f-f-fuuuuuuuckk….’

Kevin steps away, back to at the end of the bed, where her cunt glistens and quivers under the endless assault.

He can’t help himself.

The relief that his cock feels slipping free from his joggers is fucking amazing.

More than this, that need — that need to slide right into her almost takes control and pulls him forward. He rights himself.

Settles for slowly pulling his uncut thick shaft.

This seems to frustrate Hannah. She growls, seethes.

Spits out some sort of jibber that he can’t decipher. Now her whines to fuck sound like genuine pleas.

Genuine pleas at the threshold of sanity.

‘Don’t fight it.’ He finds himself saying to her.

A thought that comes loose off his tongue as soon as he thinks it.

He takes another sip.

Ducks out to see if the floor in the hallway is sticky.

It’s not. Hannah’s done a good job cleaning the spillage. Clever girl.

When he comes back, Hannah is in the midst of writhing under the toy’s buzz.

Her body tenses.

Thighs go to close, her ass tries to lift off the bed.

A crescendo of wailing cries come sputtering out of her.

Rapid-fire grunts.

At the tail end of her string of animalistic noises, she squirts across the end of the bed.

Her thighs tremble.

Her wails are never ending, warbling from high to low - ecstasy to relief. Another load pumps out of her — once. Twice.

Right there and then, Kevin realises it.

This is the most beautiful fucking thing he has ever seen in his entire life.

TO BE CONCLUDED…AGAIN…