Chapter 118

This thought of Cliff having total control of their coupling and the fact that his sexual lust for her had finally been unleashed, caused her internal muscles to flutter and her pussy to gush her girl juices inside, further lubricating the sliding of his thick tool through her lovely tight tunnel.
She was quickly losing it, and to be fair, so was he. He released her nipple and lay back down, concentrating on arching his back upwards with each thrust of his hips and starting to power-fuck up and into his beautiful princess-nymph as he forced her up and down onto his rock-hard cock. This slightly different angle rubbed the veins of his cock firmly across her G-Spot, increasing her arousal still further. Abigail bounced and thrashed about on top of him, squeaking like an attacked rabbit, completely at his mercy as he pounded away from below.
Finally, and as if planned, they both came together in spectacular fashion. Abigail's squeaks became so high-pitched, they were inaudible. Her body arched forward, her breasts heaved, her head thrown right back, her arms backwards and down, shaking helplessly. Her body bucked and jerked in that position, her internal muscles spasming strongly around the still-pumping pole of flesh deep inside her.