I now had to hold myself back from grabbing him. I was getting even wetter watching him. I don’t know I could but I did. And he started stroking a little faster, still watching me. His cock looked like it was getting even harder. I was mesmerized.
His strokes shortened and I thought he was about to cum but then he reached for me, laid down in front of the sofa and pulled me down onto him and rammed his cock into my welcoming pussy. He started cumming almost as soon as he was inside me but he held my ass cheek with one hand and one of my breasts with the other and slammed his cumming cock into me over and over, squirting his hot semen into me with each thrust. I think I came as well but frankly, I can’t say for certain. All I know if that we were both writhing and thrusting and yelling. There is no other word I can think of to describe this except amazing.
Finally, our movements slowed and I collapsed on top of him with my heaving tits pressed to his chest. I have no idea how long we remained like that and almost like zombies, I went to get towels and we just sat on the sofa naked for the next hour or so, occasionally talking but mostly just trying to recover.
Then I stood, say on his legs, straddling him, and gave him a kiss. “I can’t wait to go to the lake and be your slut tomorrow, Josh.”
“Neither can I Rita. But we also still have tonight as well.”