She could feel another sensuous wave awakening in her and when CJ let go of her hair and breast, took a grip of her hips and started to spank her, it all became too much. The warm sting of his open palm against her buttock travelled quickly to her pussy and she felt herself tighten around him. He didn’t slow down at all and she felt him swell and pulse within her, reaching deeper than he had all night and the sordid pleasure in her reached a crescendo.
“Oh my fucking God!” she cried as the biggest orgasm she’d ever experienced slammed into her. She screamed louder than she had all night, her arms gave way and she collapsed onto the bed as CJ pushed deeper. She was still screaming when she felt an unmistakeable twitch inside her, CJ was reaching the point of no return.
“And scene,” he grunted, a split second before erupting. He exploded into her, pumping an enormous load into her quivering body. His cock spasmed and she grit her teeth together, a long moaning cry emanating from her as his seed escaped into her womb. He wasn’t wearing a condom, she’d never made him put one on. Graham used condoms with her all the time, no-one had cum in her for years and never when she wasn’t on the pill. But it was too late to do anything, he kept pistoning into her, a jet of cum launched out of him with every aggressive thrust.
Finally, CJ gave one lingering deep thrust as he milked the last into her. She distantly heard him take a few deep breaths then he collapsed down on top of her, his large body pinning her to the bed. She lay beneath him in a post-coital daze, a satisfied exhaustion overtaking her. A distant part of her brain still protested that she should stop and get up, but the bed was so comfy and she was so completely satisfied that she barely registered it. Besides, it couldn’t hurt if she closed her eyes for just a few minutes. She wasn’t Cat, she was Sandra and no-one would ever find out.
Lying beside her, CJ stared at the back of her head and listened to her breathing, his cock gradually receding from her body. He couldn’t believe how well the night had gone. She’d believed every lie he’d told her, the one about his wife being the only woman he’d ever slept with was a particularly brazen one. The truth was he’d slept with dozens of women since his divorce, hell he’d spent the previous night with the real Sandra but while she’d been good, she’d been nowhere near as intense a fuck as Cat. No-one had, she was the biggest prize of all.
He’d wanted to fuck her since she was eighteen and he’d given her a lift to graduation but obviously it was out of the question back then. Ever since fate conspired to bring her back into his life though he’d wanted her ever more fiercely, but finding out she was married put a spanner in the works. He needed an angle and the lonely old bachelor asking for help was a good one, but when she’d turned down the first practice date he’d wondered if he’d have to resign himself to letting her get away. Finding that photo on Gemma’s computer had turned the tables though, from that moment on she was in his debt.
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