I held her by the hips and positioned her curvy bum on my cheeks, and I proceeded to lick, nibble, and lap up her juicy pussy.
She writhed in my hands. “Oh my god. Please stop.”
I kept sucking at her clit until she spurted cum all over my face while digging her nails into my shoulders.
Pain had never felt so good.
I helped her off. Her eyes half closed and cheeks all red as she panted.
“Holy shit. That was crazy.” She giggled.
“On all fours,” I said.
She turned around and with her arse grinding against my pelvis, I entered in one deep thrust and grunted.
Me grunt? I’d never been vocal when fucking before.
I watched us in the mirror. Her tits spilling onto my hands. I pounded into her like a man drugged on sex.
The image of my red raw cock entering her balls deep, those big tits dangling, me gently tugging on her hair so her head fell back made for a wet dream that would never leave me. I was sure of that.
“Can you see how fucking horny you look?”
“Uh-huh,” she murmured. Moaning as I pounded into her.
The white lace framing her bottom accentuated its delicious curves.
I pumped and pumped into her. Blood gushed through me. I closed my eyes and released an agonised groan.
Her cunt convulsed uncontrollably as she cried out at the same time as I shot deeply into her.
Falling on my back, I puffed and panted, then taking her into my arms I kissed her tenderly.
I felt her silky, soft hair between my fingers while I drew in her sweet feminine smell as I would a rose. I squeezed her tightly, and she giggled. I gazed into her eyes, and my heart soared like a bird in paradise.
She felt so comfortable in my arms. A perfect sleeping potion. I always had sweet dreams, and in the mornings woke with a smile feeling her warm breath on my chest.