The Coach's Chance Encounter

Eddy pumped slowly with full deep strokes. Ayesha threw herself back into each thrust. He smacked her butt cheeks and massaged them as he plunged his dick into her repeatedly. Eddy tensed with thrill as he indulged in her tight, wet, warm pussy.

“Fuck me,” she wailed sweetly.
“Damn girl, you’re gonna make me nut.”
“Oh, baby. Not yet,” she begged. Ayesha hopped off of Eddy’s dick and flipped over on her back. “Make love to me,” her large eyes wooed him.

Eddy put his vein-filled cock back into her hole. He placed her knees around his elbows, angled up, and began digging in her ass.

“Fuck that pussy,” she screamed.
“Hell yeah, baby! Take that dick,” he commanded.
“I love it!”
“You love this dick?”
“Yes. Oh yes,” she exclaimed.
“This dick loves that pussy.”
“Fuck it like it’s yours.”
“It’s mine baby! It’s…mine…Shit…It’s…mine,” he huffed with his body tightening. “Damn girl, here it comes!”
“Yes Coach. Oh yes,” Ayesha reacted with eagerness when she felt the lava flow of Eddy’s cum launch far into her anus.

Eddy collapsed. Ayesha held him. Eddy’s labored breathing was heavy. Ayesha sucked on his ear.

She asked, “Do you want me to call Jabaar.”
“No, I’ll catch him tomorrow. I should probably head on home.”
“Okay Coach,” she replied.
“Eddy,” he corrected her.

Eddy washed up in the 1950s style bathroom then kissed Ayesha passionately before leaving. He jumped in his truck and headed off the discount store to pick up the dog food.