“Fuck me, Jack. Fuck me hard. Shove your cock up in me so hard I can taste it. I’m coming. I’m coming and I want to come more.” She strained, trying to push her thighs wider apart.
Jack pushed forward, his cock almost lifting her hips from his hands. He rammed his steel cock into her faster and the slightly different angle of his penetration took her to greater heights of ecstasy. So much fluid had gathered in her stretched cunt she though she would burst from the pressure his cock put on it when he rammed it in to the hilt.
And then Jack began breathing heavily, audibly, and holding his breath longer before exhaling into her ear. Instinctively her arms and legs tightened around him.
“You’re getting it,” she moaned, “I can tell.” She took a ragged breath. “I am, too. Fuck the shit out of me. Shoot your hot cum in me.”
Jack was concentrating on fucking too much to be able to talk. Her cunt got hotter and tighter and he pounded away, knowing he was within seconds of shooting more cum into her than he had ever shot before. His eyes were squeezed closed and little bright specks seemed to be shooting across his field of vision. And then everything turned red and his balls drew up and his asshole clenched and his guts spasmed and the little muscles between his asshole and his cock started pumping and his white, hot, milky cum erupted from the tip of his prick and shot up into Joan’s womb and filled it and splashed along the stretched walls of her twat and he held his bursting cock deep in her until his spasming died and all his cum had been pumped into her.
“San of a bitch,” breathed Billy. He was lying on the big bed with his head near Joan’s hips. “He fucked the living shit out of her.”
“That’s just what he did, all right,” agreed Betty. She was lying next to Billy where they had been watching Jack’s big cock entering Joan’s cunt. “He fucked her good. Both of them came and there’s still not a drop of it coming out. I’ve never seen anything like that before.”
“Yeah,” said Billy. “Damned if I ain’t hard again. Watching them got my cock right back up.”
“I know what you mean. I’ve got all kinds of juice running out of my cunt,” said Betty.
“Can I fuck you now?”
“Just wait a minute. I’m going to get up here so I can get my tongue in Joan’s cunt as soon as Jack pulls his cock out. You can do anything you want to then.”
“Get ready, Mrs. Howard,” said Jack. “I’m backing out.” He moved up higher on Joan and started lifting his hips, his ten inch cock slowly slithering out of her pussy.
Betty crawled up and pushed her head between Jack’s thighs and Joan’s hips. She was in such a hurry she started flicking her tongue across the smooth flesh between Joan’s cunt and asshole. On her knees and forearms she twisted her head around further and ran her tongue along the seam between Jack’s cock and Joan’s stretched pussy lips, tasting the salty moisture there.
Jack had raised up until he was well above Joan but his long cock was still partly in her cunt, keeping all the juices sealed up in the tunnel of her cunt. He could feel Betty’s tongue flicking across his cock and knew that she was in position to catch the fluid when it started out.