Never Give Up, Meer!

Author's Notes: MY WIFE WHO DESERVED BETTER!!!!!!!!!

Athrun tried his best.

However, he was no match for Meer Campbell's sheer tenacity. Pants filled the room as pleasure burned throughout his body. His eyes screwed themselves shut. He couldn't look at her. She had the exact face as Lacus, which reminded him of how badly he was betraying Cagalli and her. Sweat rolled down his brow as Meer continued to massage his cock with her heavy breasts. They were bigger than Lacus. He wasn't sure before. He knew now for sure, though. Precum dripped from his prick and rolled down his shaft and into her deep cleavage. Everything was so hot and wet and soft. Moans dripped from the pilot's lips. His toes curled behind Meer as she simply giggled. Her grip on her jiggling flesh tightened. His breath caught in his throat.

"You can touch me, you know," she whispered.

Swallowing, Athrun opened his eyes and met the eyes of his former fiancée. Shakily, he rested his hands on top of Meer's. Her skin was soft all around. A shaky breath escaped him as he dragged his fingers towards her puffy nipples. Her areolas were softer than her already heavenly tits. Curiously, he flicked her stiff nipples before tugging gently on them.

Meer's moan bounced off the walls.

Need burned through the pilot as his breathing grew more desperate. He throbbed heavily between her tits. Precum continued to dribble out of his leaking tip. His balls tightened.

He couldn't take it anymore. With one last tug on her stiff buds, Athrun Zala came and shame washed across his shivering body.

His cock was still hard. Harder than it had ever been. Disgust boiled inside his body as Meer peeled herself off his lap. A soft coo escaped her as she crawled on top of him and sank onto his cock.

It was official. Athrun was the worst.