Resurrection of our sex lives

I watch Aaron in anticipation. He looks down at our pelvis, slowly entering into me. I throw my head back as pleasure consumes me. Water droplets run down our bodies as he slowly buries his entire length into me.

Fuck, I missed this.

I wanted to voice it out, conveying how pleasured I felt. But I figured it would ruin the mood.

Holding onto his strong shoulder, I let him have his way. He pulls out, ever so softly only to enter back with a greater intensity. My body twisted with pleasure.

"Don't torture me again, Aaron. Please." I beg the man. He smirks, knowing I hated slow sex than anything else.

Deciding that our bath was finished, I was carried to the bed while he fetched a dotted, minty condom from the drawer. I watch in a feral excitement, my pussy was clenching for his juicy cock.

As he went down on me, stroking himself for awhile, I felt the bliss of the moment.

"Oh, fuck. So good." I moan, placing my hands on his head. I was busy playing with his hair, keeping my fingers engaged as he ate me out and fiddled with my breasts.

I loved the feeling, it reminded me of the old days we used to have sex and give each other orals.

Out the blue, I get an idea to post this scene to my followers.

I admit that I've left them dry of action for several months together. I felt bad for my Fandom.

Hence, this counts as fan service and I could make some pocket money out of it too.

"Can we record this, please? Record me." I ask Aaron. I believed he still has his camera skills intact. Without a word said again, he sets up the camera as it aligned to my vagina. He places himself back onto my pussy, eating me out.

I performed naturally. My moans were now known worldwide. Anyone could guess it was me.

I know for sure that he doesn't want my face recorded, even accidentally. After all, Ravine never showed her face at all. Not once.

Even if I did, people had a hard time believing it was me. Without proofs, I was safe.

My legs began to quiver quickly. He too was close to cumming in his condom. The dotted condom worked two ways, but I wasn't very guilty for making him waste one of it already.

As I came all over my walls, I could feel my own cum drip down my butt crack. In any other cases, I would find it funny. But I was beyond the natural case of horny at the moment. Nothing seemed to die down my horniness.

He groans in satisfaction. I'll take it as he has come into the condom too. Discarding it, he wears a new one right away, showing the camera his dick covered with the condom.

As he covered his cock with the condom and began to rub his tip against my wet core, I was mewling like a kitten. He smiles down at me, because I was so eager and yearning for his cock. I held my knees wide open for my huge man. He slowly pushes himself inside, allowing the condom to soak against my cum.

He proceeds to drop a few drops of lube all over, to make the condom act more like a secondary skin to his dick. As he came down, he spreads my legs further apart and pushes my knees all the way down to my chest.

It wasn't particularly uncomfortable. I was glad I still had my flexible body.

A lone drop of tear cascades down my temple as he picked up his pace.

He feels the wetness against his own cheek, his face was buried in my nape.

He, concerned for me rises up to look at my face. But I push him down against me and hold his torso tight, imploring, "That was so fucking good."

I say in a sentimental tone. I really loved this.

He proceeds to increase his pace gradually. His moans were so close to my ears. I could feel his relaxation and I was glad. His whole body was into pleasuring me.

Each inch of our ventral sides were stuck to each other. He was softly pressing his weight on my chest, rubbing them with his own chest. (You can imagine that, right?)

My mouth was wide apart, eyes closed in intimate pleasure as soft moans escaped my throat. Soon, he was pounding into me as I reciprocated with louder moans.

He almost crashed the camera down to the bed with his powerful strokes. Then he decides to cut the recording as I agreed.

"Don't stop." I argue when he wanted to change positions. I really didn't want him to leave my pussy alone even for a second.

Chuckling, he brings me to sit on his lap as I bounce on him. It was close contact riding for me. We kissed like there was no tomorrow.

He watched me in awe, I threw my head back and allowed him to mark me as he wished.

Later on, Aaron was below me as I was riding him in reverse. He smacks my ass a few times, playing with it.

Being on top really gave an advantage for me. I could cum harder and feel the heat more between my legs.

Suddenly, I was pulled back to fall on his chest. My arms were held by him as he uses my own hands to lift my ass up. I knew what was coming.

He begins to thrust up into my core. The skin slapping sounds were enticing. Our moans and other sounds bounced off the walls as I couldn't hold myself anymore.

I begin to squirt, after a long time.

My whole body was shaking with the orgasm that came swiftly after that. It was a lovely experience.

The tingles with the dotted condom made me feel extra sensitive.

Aaron too groans in a manly tone before emptying himself into the condom. Though I could feel his dick pulsating, it was the best feeling ever.

"I'm tired." I admit.

Great sex always comes with the feeling of lethargy and slumber.

"Let's sleep." He too sounds tired.

We soon go to sleep.

Without noticing someone recording everything from the window of our room.