Spunk Mouth

I knew I wouldn’t last much longer and slowed down to try to
prolong the ecstacy. Karen was flushed and breathing heavily; we
were both covered with a sheen of sweat. As Karen’s legs locked
and unlocked around my hips, my ass was bucking with a life of
its own, striving to meet Karen’s thrusting hips and drive my
cock even further into her tightness. The sounds of our sex were
liquid as my cock stretched Karen’s pussy lips around its
circumference. The familiar tightening in my stomach told me
that I couldn’t last much longer. Between groans of pleasure as
Karen contracted her muscles, I got across to Karen my impending
orgasm. She began bucking even harder against me, trying to
bring me to orgasm with her. She was pinching her nipples
roughly, pulling them away from her breasts. Karen’s pussy had
been squeezing against my cock in firm contractions; suddenly it
clamped down as her orgasm arrived, accompanied by Karen’s wails
of pleasure. With the added pressure and a last spasmodic
thrust, I began to feel my sperm boiling out of my balls and
shooting deep into Karen’s pussy. We were moaning and groaning
together as our orgasms further stimulated each other. I had
never come as long or as hard in my life. When my cock was
finally done pulsating, Karen and I collapsed together and lay
there, cooling off.

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