Sylvia got up and said, “Well, it’s getting late. I’ll leave you two. Good night.”
Donna came over and sat beside me and whispered, “We’ll give her some time to get to sleep and then we can go up.” We talked and made-out for an hour before we hurried up the circular staircase to Donna’s bedroom. Our blood was boiling by the time we got in bed. We were both breathing heavily as our lips searched everywhere. Mine found her naked firm tits and she pulled her head back and moaned. “Oh my God. My boobs are so sensitive. Be gentle with them.” I flicked my tongue around one nipple and checked to see if that was okay. The moan I received said, “Yes.”
We moved into a sixty-nine position and I groaned when she took my rock-hard cock between her lips. She groaned around my cock when I dragged my tongue along her clitoris on my way to her pussy. She groaned again when I pushed my tongue in. Her hips pulsed several times in response. I tongue-fucked her through an orgasm and she was trying hard to get me off. I had other ideas about where my load of cum was going and I held back.
As I drove my tongue in and out of her pussy, she was grinding her clitoris on my chin. What little beard stubble I had was driving her crazy and she screamed hard as she burst into another orgasm. She had to pull off my cock so she could breathe. She was gasping for air. When she could, she went back to her blow job. She definitely had skills and she was pulling my load from me in spite of my efforts to delay. I was busy lapping up her juices and I started counting backward by threes in my mind to hold off my climax. It was a tried and true method that had worked countless times before but I knew right away that it wouldn’t work this time if she kept doing what she was doing.
Donna seemed to be reading my mind and she pulled her lips off and gasped for more air. I got the reprieve just in time and my orgasm eased into the background. At that moment, I wasn’t sure if I was glad or disappointed. There was a mixture of both I guess. Donna rolled off me and spun her body around and threw her right leg across my thighs and moved into position. Her feet were beside my knees and she leaned forward with her hands on my chest and came up on her knees, dragging her tits along my chest and kissed me. She pulled back a few inches and said, “I hope you’re ready because I’m going to fuck you to death.” She giggled and reached down between us and gripped my cock that was already pushing against her sex.
I chuckled and said, “I hope you don’t go that far.” She giggled and pushed herself down on my knob. Her giggles stopped abruptly as she groaned hard all the way down my shaft. I gritted my teeth and rolled my hips up to meet her descent.
When she found her depth, she stopped and giggled again as she said, “Your cock is much better than Timmy’s.” I laughed and was caught off-guard when she started fucking me as her hips rolled forward and back as her torso writhed like a snake to follow the motion. I gently caressed her breasts being cautious of her new sensitivity.
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