He felt weak at his knees. Plowing through her let-loose hairs, his hands held her head for support. And plowing through her tight clamped lips, his cock fucked in to access more of her mouth. It went on in a knee shaking to and fro rhythm. The warm slurping movement of her lip-grip was too good for him to hold long. And his dam broke without notice. The catastrophic flood she tried her best to contain, in quick gulping, but it was too much and gushed out on her neck and blouse.
His cock limped back to its semi hardness. He didn’t want to end it on that note. By the by, her act of cock sucking triggered his imagination. He lowered her down and pushed her clothes up her thighs. Pulling two pillows, he pushed them, one above the other, under her jutting buttocks. The dewed lips of her flowered-out cunt puffed up. On those lips he crushed his mouth and jabbed her petal messed slit with his tongue. Unexpected of this approach, her middle jerked up in a pleasure shock. Lying flat on his face down, he devoured her full bloomed vulva.
She wailed as in madness. Clutching his short hairs, she thrust her hips up and rubbed her dripping cunt against his face. As his thin lips clamped around her clit and suckled at it, her entire body was in throes of pleasure. The lashing of his tongue and nibbling of his lips were too much for her to bear with. She arched her back, let out a long wail and flooded his mouth with a gush of thin liquid to drip down his chin.
By then his cock was hard again and threatening to drill the floor under. He pulled himself up and squatted down against her thighs; resting his drill bit against her bore. Lying there on her back she raised her legs. And he held her raised legs and placed them on his shoulders. She put her hand in between and wrapped her fingers around his cock. His cock was already drooling through the slit of its bulbous head. And she fed its egg shaped big head into the gaping mouth of her sodden cunt. He leaned forward with all his weight. Her knees were pushed against her breasts. Her cunt scored up. And his entire cock rammed into her depths.
They fucked. He plunged into her again and again as if trying to push his whole body there in and come out as her baby. She in turn, taking in his deep long thrusts, thrived within as if to receive his whole body to conceive him as such in her womb.
Till the last fuck they had, it was only the passion that worked. But this one was different. They hadn’t even taken off their clothes. Nor had they fucked quite long. It was a simple lovemaking so deep and pure to the core.
And after a few more diving through her honey comb cunt, he melted. His body, his soul, his everything surged into her to flood and fill her womb. As his hot seeds gushed in, she locked him in her legs and hands and blabbered, as her inner something was going on expanding to contain unto his last drop.
They didn’t speak after that. He got up on his legs and pulled up his trousers. A money purse from his pant packet slipped down and skidded under a wooden box. But none of both noticed it.
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