Sage of the Forlorn Path's "I dream of angels" AKA my fav story ever - Sex Stories

Sage of the Forlorn Path's "I dream of angels" AKA my fav story ever

... back, or maybe there was none to begin with. For all we know, she could be starting from scratch. She may not have a place or family to return to.” I continued. I sighed and softened my tone. “I know that there is also the financial situation of letting her stay with us. With this recession, more and more families are trying not to have kids because how expensive it is to raise someone. Room and board, education, and all that other stuff… I know that this family is already strained with three kids. That’s why I’ve decided not to go to college, so that the money that was going to be used on my tuition can instead be used to make her a member of this family anyway. College is a scam anyway, and it’s not like I will be incapable of getting a job if all I have is a high school education. If that is not enough, I’ll sell a kidney. I would do anything for her.” I stopped as I heard someone standing in the doorway. I turned and saw it was Angel. The tenderness and love in her eyes was like a soothing rain to my soul. She walked over to me and wrapped her hands around mine, leaning her head on my shoulder. “Mom, dad… we’re in love.” I said. Several moments passed by, “You’ve given us a lot to think about.” My dad said shakily as he pulled my mom into the living room. I was lying on my back in bed with Angel crouched over me. It was the middle of the night and we were both naked, having just finished making love. Angel was finishing me off, using her breasts to massage my cock while ...

... she licked the tip. “I can’t even describe how good that feels.” I hummed, taking great pleasure in the sight of the moonlight being caught by the saliva and pussy juice on Angel’s tits. “To bring you happiness is why I live. I’m glad that my breasts are so large, you sure seem fond of them.” She purred, rubbing the two soft yet firm pillows of flesh against my manhood. Her skin, it was so smooth, delicate, and soft, it was like she had been shaved from the neck down by a laser and then took a long bath in a tub full of moisturizer. “I’m fond of everything about you, from the endless kindness within your heart, your goddess face, the sweetness of your soul, your long and elegantly beautiful hair, and your flawless body, which practically perspires sexuality.” I replied. My breathing quickened, sensing an oncoming orgasm. Reading me like brail, Angel doubled her efforts, her face blushing with desperate arousal and loving dedication. “Cum for me Marcus, spray with your semen. I want to bear it all and be covered in it. My body belongs to you!” She pleaded. I was more than happy to obey, and in the form of four thick ropey shots, I ejaculated every drop of semen in my body, coating Angel’s face, her tits, and her outstretched tongue. Before it could fully deflate, Angel took my cock in her mouth, cleaning it off and siphoning out any bullets that had been loaded into the barrel but never fired. Once it was empty, she sat up and hungrily licked my cum off her breasts like it was ...