Garner decided he had nothing to lose. Since Tamira had her back to him, he ventured to enter her from behind. Pussy from that position is just as good as any other, he thought, and he found her slit still silky wet from five hours ago. He made slow, careful thrusts; the sensation of pressing his entire groin area into her ass cheeks made it even more arousing. He reached around and clutched her equally supple breasts.
She reached back to stroke his hip while he pushed his dick deeper. She also responded by pushing her ass against him, moaning. Then she looked over her left shoulder at him. “Is this your idea of saying good morning to me?”
“Not a bad idea, would you agree?”
“Not really—”
Garner hummed with each sensation he felt from Tamira’s pussy. Now he had hoped for her to get into like the night before. Besides, what was pussy without a woman giving it back to him?
“I meant that I didn’t agree with you,” she then blurted.
He froze in mid-stroke. He found it incredulous that she would react that way after he started.
“What do you mean you’re not agreeing with me?”
She was terse with him. “I have other things on my mind right now, and I would appreciate if you would stop.”
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