“You just came. Don’t tell me this never happened to you before.”
“Never!”
“OK, this is what it feels like then.” I said, as I turned her towards me and mounted her.
This time my cock made no mistake and it slid into her sloppy hole with ease. I took my fingers that were in her cunt and that had all her juices from her climax and put it near her mouth. She smelled them and turned away grimacing. But I did not give up. I pressed the fingers to her mouth until she opened it, and then made her suck her juices off of my fingers. She swallowed and closed her eyes and mouth and started shaking her head violently as if to shake the tase and smell from her. I looked down and smiled at her, and she swatted at my arms in protest.
I lifted myself and started pumping. She placed her hands on my arms, looked up at me, completely relaxed and giving all of herself to me. We held that gaze as I thrusted, and my thrusts became faster and harder. She was receiving me without any complaints, and matching my thrusts with her own slight upward thrust of her loins and her grunts. I stopped after a while (people now call this edging, but I did not know the phrase then). I only wanted to delay my cumming.
I took one of her hands and slid it between our bodies and placed it on my cock. She held it with two fingers as I began thrusting again and again. When I knew I was going to come in a few pumps, I stopped and moved her hand that was holding my cock down to my balls. She held my small ball in her hand unsure of what to do. I reached down and directed her hand to hold and rotate my balls like, well, like balls. I took her other hand and she did the same. Now she had one ball in each hand and was rotating and massaging them.
I pumped harder and harder. She was grunting and moaning and so was I. Suddenly I could hold it no longer and with one final thrust I spurted into her. She lifted her body and met mine as I crashed on top of her. As I finished my first three spurts, I started thrusting again with the remaining cum spurts and finally I collapsed again on her after about six or seven thrusts. She hugged me tightly with arms and thighs, released me for a moment and hugged me again longer and then finally released me. I rolled off her and went once again to the bathroom.
When I came back she had put on her gown once more. I put on my clothes and looked at the clock. It was almost time for the rest of the folks to come back. I slid out the door and through the back staircase to the terrace. My MIL was there, on the lookout for anyone who might come and interrupt my session with her elder daughter. Our eyes met for a fraction of a second, and then she looked down and away and walked quickly past me down the stairs. I picked up some newspaper that was lying on a chair and pretended to read. I felt spent, fulfilled, satiated and excited. I had a lot to look forward to.
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