I scream out over and over as the shocks keep coming harder with each stroke of your manhood.
Suddenly you pull out and pull me onto my hands and knees. I love how you forcefully drag me into the position you want with your rough hands, and then penetrate me again roughly from behind. You grab onto my soft round buttocks as you slam into me again, thrusting me forward and driving into me still deeper, doggy style. I scream out loudly, almost drowning out your grunts of mutual appreciation as my sopping wet tender pussy takes you again. You lean over me and I feel your hot rapid breath on my neck, and your hands now grasping my swaying tits, rock hard nipples digging into your palms as your fingers squeeze into the soft flesh.
Your thrusts become more urgent and I know that you are getting ready to cum. As if we are synchronized I feel another orgasm burn through me, the fat tip of your prick pushing against my womb triggering me off.
‘Fuck MEEEeeeeeeeeeeeee’ I scream out, squirming in your masculine grasp. Again you ram in deep and hard then frantically drill my cunt, pulling out only inches now. Fast and hard and deep until with a final loud groan you unload inside of me. Again I scream out as your thick cum fires into me, jet after jet of hot sticky semen filling me, mixing with my own juices, and still you fuck me, each thrust coaxing out another powerful blast until there is no more.
Moments pass before you release your grip on my breasts, now bright red with finger marks. You slide out of me still hard and I turn, taking your cock before it loses its bloated form and greedily engulf it’s wet slippery length in my mouth. I suck on it hard, turning my head and lapping the shaft with my busy tongue. I want every single drop of your cum inside of me and your sudden spasm gives me a final jet of cum shot to the back of my throat and hungrily swallowed. I willfully lick it clean, tasting myself on it as much as you until all that remains is my glistening saliva.
You take it back, pushing it back in your pants and zipping yourself up. Without a word you smarten yourself and leave, returning to your meal. I take some time to soak up the warm glow that only a well-fucked pussy can send through a girl before straightening up my dress and re-tying the neck. I quickly apply some make up from my purse before making my return minutes after you. I walk straight past your table as you sip a glass of wine, give my boyfriend a polite peck on the cheek and sit back down. He comments on the length of time I took and I decide to tell him the truth, or a heavily veiled version of it.
‘Darling, sometimes there are things a girl just has to do’ I say smiling.
‘Or have done to her’ I add under my breath as my hot cum soaked pussy tingles with satisfaction between my thighs.
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