With a smile on my face and her essence on my nose and chin, I replied, “Not until I drink my fill from your cunt!”, and returned to my task of taking her over the edge once again.
With my mouth covering her hooded clit, my tongue rasping against the sensitive nub and my fingers plunging noisily and relentlessly in and out of her wetness, she gave up trying to pry my face from her quivering womanhood. “Oh fuck! Oh yes! Oh God, don’t stop! Oh yes, yes, yesssss!” her moans took on a demanding tone as she crept closer and closer to losing it again. “Oh my fucking God! Make me cum! Make me cum!”
I looked up just in time to see her face set in an orgasmic grimace. I was once told that if your woman didn’t look like she was in the middle of an exorcism, you weren’t doing it right. Well, here was the proof. I was, indeed, doing it right! Her mouth hung open in a silent scream, her heaving breasts were flushed and her spasming cunt was rewarding me with a mouthful of her musky cream. “Now, my lady, I am willing to submit to your every desire. I am at your service!” I said as I extricated myself from the prison of her thighs.
Panting heavily, she replied, “On your back!.........I’m gonna ride you …….’til your balls are empty!”
I turned onto my back and watched intently as she straddled my hips, grabbing my cock and guiding it into her hungry hole. With a sharp intake of breath, she sat, engulfing my stiffness with ease. Leaning over, she offered me her dangling, wobbling breasts. “Here! Play with these while I get what I deserve!” she said with a triumphant smile. I placed a hand on each, hefting the proud orbs while my thumbs rubbed her areola’s and flicked over her excited nipples.
“Oh God, I needed this!” she moaned as she rocked back and forth, my cock slithering in and out, making crude music. The air was thick with her scent as we both tried to get the other one to cum first. I reached for her clit and got my hand slapped. “No! You can’t have that!” she said, placing my hand back on her breast. “It’s my turn to play with it.”
She rubbed her forefinger against my well lubricated shaft before rubbing circles around her fully awakened clit, moaning softly as her excitement grew. Lifting her finger from her clit she sucked the digit into her mouth. “Mmmm! I taste pretty good, don’t I Grey?” she said.
“Yes Karen. You are delicious!” I replied as I thrust deep inside, feeling her cunt clasping my invading member.
“And didn’t your mother teach you to share?” she said, a devilish grin crossing her face.
“Well, of course she did.”
She leaned over, our lips meeting, her tongue snaking into my mouth in search of leftover cream from her last orgasm.