Chapter 950 The Need For Satisfaction::Ep135
- I knew when I found it, wrenching a moan out of her. With the target in sight, I worked her there, my cock head pounding against her pleasure center, while my thumb massaged her clit within its protective hood. I watched her reach out suddenly and grasp a wash cloth, pulling it into her mouth and biting down on it. I kept the same exact motion going, not wanting to break her rhythm, and watched in joy as she came for me hard. She cried out through the cloth she was biting, her eyes squeezed shut, and I eased up on her clit, but continued my assault on the top of her pussy.
- The little tease was multi-orgasmic, and once I got her off, every couple of minutes she would explode again. After a while it didn't matter how I fucked her, as long as I filled her with my cock, she'd eventually shatter for me. I loved the feeling. She was gasping heavily when I finally felt my own finish approaching. I lifted her legs up to my shoulders again, grabbed her hips and fucked her as fast and hard as I could. After a few seconds she was coming continuously, and I doubt she even felt it when I exploded inside her. I eased her legs apart, and finished with a series of easy strokes, enjoying the last of my hard-on, contemplating the possibility of getting hard for her again. She had been one of the most responsive fucks I'd ever had, and I was going to be sorry to finish.
- She released her death bite on the poor wash cloth, and tossed it aside. "God, that was worth it. So worth it," she gasped, wiggling her poor ass, which probably had a permanent dent in it from the sink edge.