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still on the bed as he fucked her. He knew that he was doing everything right as Tiffany was utterly breathless, utterly verbal.
    By this time, Colton had already blown about four loads into her. Now, he is working towards something, a major goal. This last cum load he would shoot, would be the final nail in the wall. He grabbed her thighs…, pulling them apart in midair, as far as he could. Colton wanted this load to hit a certain area within her. As the storm crashed and lit about the outside and inside the bedroom, Colton, coincidentally, kept in rhyme of the storm. His thrusts matched the thunder clasps, and her breathing mat ching the flashing of the light ning. Not even paying attention to the orgasms that Tiffany had, which was nearly one every few minutes, she paid more attention to him, all of her concentration was forced on Colton. Her body jolted with each thrust, his body bounced as he slammed it hard in her reddish tinted cunt. He gripped her shoulders and managed to wiggle his legs under Tiffany’s thighs and strongly yanked her off the bed and into his lap. He sat on the bed, with his legs stretched towards the headboard and Tiffany’s legs were over his forearms and she was in a sort of a sitting position. Colton knew that in this position, his task could be completed successfully. Tiffany hung onto the back of his strong neck and he propelled deeper into her bare-shaved cock pocket.
    The sense of urgency filled Colton’s mind. He knew he was running out of time. He felt his body ache in certain areas, letting him know he didn’t have long. He jounced her faster and harder. Tiffany let out a loud and ominous groan as she let her love muffin squirt its juices. Her body tightened up. Colton didn’t bother to make it known that he had already came inside her. He looked at her. She did notice that his left eye was twitching and moving around the socket uncontrollably. Colton laid Tiffany onto her back on the bed. It was still dark and stormy outside which filtered into the bedroom with light and sound. Colton got up from the bed and headed into the ensuite. Tiffany, lying comfortably on her back, looked out the window that was above her bureau. Other than the sounds coming from the fierce storm surrounding them, there was no other sound about the place. She called out to Colton, but he did not answer back. She listened carefully to see if she could hear Colton in the bathroom. She suddenly felt tired, like she was forcing herself to stay awake. Her eyelids fluttered up and down, as her body wanted them shut and she wanted them open. Just then, her body said, “No, you're going to sleep and sleep now”.
    The sun popped into the room lighting it up. Half asleep and half awake, she could faintly hear her cell phone ringing. She lifted off the bed and pushed the covers off her chest. She rubbed the sleep from her eyes. Tiffany shook her head, forcing her head and brain to wake up. She reached over to the bedside stand, and picked up her cell. “Hello”, asked Tiffany? “Oh- hey girl, what’s up”, she said into the cell. Suddenly, a strange look appeared on her face. “Huh”, asked Tiffany? She tilted her and shook her head no. “But it’s only Sunday, how could I possibly be late for work”, she said confused. She slid the bottom of the phone away from her mouth. “Colton”, asked Tiffany by yelling into the air? No one answered back; so she called out once more. “COLTON"? Tiffany yelled even louder. But still, no one answered her back. As she listened to her girlfriend on the phone, her stomach started aching. She rubbed her tummy in discomfort. Just then, she pulled the phone from her ear. “Girl, check the date on your cell, its Monday, not Sunday”, said the voice at the other end. She looked at her phone. She tapped a few icons and brought up her calendar. Tiffany’s eyes widened as wide as fifty-cent pieces. It was true, it, indeed, was Monday morning, not Sunday as she thought. “What