Quenching of a Dry Spell - Sex Stories

Quenching of a Dry Spell

... she was on her fours, her boobs were hanging down, and dripping of her milk. The sight was something I would never forget. I kept scissoring into her tight hole and her boobs oozed down with drops of milk wetting the sheets beneath in tiny drops one by one.

My desire to dominate her totally was my sole desire. Her voice cracked and some tears fell from her eyes as the fullness of my manhood split her open. I pulled her head up, as I bottomed my cock, now balls deep inside her and wiped those tears away from her face.

The pleasure and pain that I knew she was enduring for me only made my desire to love this woman deeper. A sob racked through her throat. I felt myself reaching my high and she was also close to her climax.

"I-- I am gonna come now." saying that I came inside her and she came on my dick, coating my cock with her juices. The room was smelling like sex and our heavy panting and fainted moans echoed in the whole room. But my cock, it was still hard, while she was tapping out.

I flipped her onto the bed and now she was beneath me. Her forehead was covered with sweat. I moved those damp hair from her forehead and kissed it affectionately. My lips found her neck and I gave her some bites and sucked, painting her neck and collarbone with hickeys.

I again pushed my dick into her folds making her gasp. My middle finger played with her clit making her arch her back. Her pussy was drenching wet only for me, only for my dick.

"Me and my dick can't resist you and your tight pussy, you are irresistible, I am falling in love with you again and again " I mumbled before attaching my lips with her soft and juicy ones.

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Author's Note-

I am wet....

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With sweat.

The weather is so hot here, I need a cool bath in holy water. :) Do you connect with this?

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