Spunk Mouth

I couldn’t believe the sensations; her pussy was very tight,
though not the tightest I’d been in. Still, though, I could feel
her pussy walls contract with the sudden intake of breath
accompanying my full penetration. My cock jumped a bit, but
subsided as we rested for a minute, enjoying the feeling of being
joined. Then, Karen began lifting herself up and down and I
began to thrust in time with her. Each time, my cock would pull
out until the head was barely inside her and then would penetrate
its full length. I was groaning and holding onto Karen’s hips as
she pulled on her nipples.
After doing this for a while, Karen started to get tired.
Changing positions was good; I was starting to have a hard time
holding back. We moved to classic missionary position. Again, I
rubbed my cock head around her opening before thrusting slowly
into her. She raised her hips up to meet my thrust and wrapped
her legs around me until I was completely inside her. Reveling
in the sensation of her warm, wet pussy grasping my dick, I
started thrusting deeply and quickened the pace. Every once in a
while, I’d pump Karen with a series of short, tight strokes that
built tension in my belly. Karen started moaning loader as I
pumped her, and shrieked “YES!” when I slipped a finger down to
press on her clit from the top as my dick stimulated it from
below.

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