You lay atop Vanessa, kissing her, and gently begin to nuzzle her neck. All the while
whispering your great need to fuck her, and how the latex barrier will only get in the
way and not contribute to any of the warm, pleasurable feelings that only bare back
sex could possibly provide.
Vanessa breathes faster, and bites her lower lip. The constant stimulation and with
the help of alcohol have clouded her judgment. She seems uncertain and is on the
verge of perhaps letting you forgo the use of the prophylactic. She feels you necking
her and responds in kind, with her hips grinding against yours. Her breasts pressed
against your chest, and her chest flushed with need and sexual completion. Her body
shudders slightly, partly from her increased heart beat, and partly from the possibility
that she might let you fuck her unprotected.
But, it seems, life is always a gamble. Just like letting her decide on what to do.
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