I pumped and pushed, bucking and mounting as I groaned and trembled, my penis releasing the first wave of smooth cum as I gave a sharp grunt and took her face in my hands, staring deep into her lovely eyes as I fought to keep mine open. Her eyes fought to stay open, swaying and rolling almost like she was drugged. “I can feel your cum going into me,” she warmly announced through the fascination of her realization.
I moaned with the second and third waves, arching my back, stomach dragging and rubbing against hers, spewing ropes and streams deep into her as she clutched my shoulders and grinded herself up against me. I felt the muscles of her cunt contracting and squeezing me, milking my dick for all it had as she gave deeply passionate, yet almost unladylike animalistic moans.
I collapsed into her, resting my face against her sweat-glistened mounds as my hips twitched and toes curled. I could feel my spastic dick relaxing inside her as she caressed the back of my head. One of her nipples dug into my cheek, but I was too spent to move.
It was just too comfortable lying there on her… and inside her.
We just lay there, intertwined, out of breath, out of words. She kissed my face. “A natural,” she reasserted with a smile. “Just relax until you fall asleep,” she suggested, giving feathered skims with her fingertips along my perspired bare back as my eyes closed. “Let the rest of it drip and leak out of you until my pussy loosens and you naturally soften and slip out.”
She kissed my cheek and shut her eyes. I couldn’t think. Couldn’t react. All I know is I had broken down taboo barriers I never thought possible. I knew this was just the beginning of our trip together. But where would this trip lead us once we got home?
Once I got to MY home?
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