Hot and sweaty, we rolled about on the bed, my cock slippery with her juices, ramming into her cunt again and again. Eyes closed, she cried out in ecstasy:

”Ohhh! Ohhh!”

”Touch yourself,” I whispered into her ear. ”Make yourself come.”

”Mmm,” she sobbed.

Still fucking her in the same demanding rhythm, I felt her delicate, trembling fingers reaching for her cunt. She found her clit and began massaging it in a circular motion.

”Yeah,” I said, almost out of breath. ”Like that.”

She arched her back, whimpering with pleasure, and I knew she wouldn’t be long. I thrust into her succulent cunt three more times – and heard her first cries of orgasm:

”Aaah! Aaah!”’

I pulled out and watched: A long spurt of juice shot from her cunt as she came. She thrashed about on the bed, her body shaken by a violent orgasm, her pussy squirting like a fountain. I dove in between her thighs and put my mouth over her spurting cunt, filling my mouth with her juices. Then I placed my face above her left breast, pursed my lips and spat out her juice over her nipple. I saved some for her right breast and repeated the procedure.

She opened her eyes wide and stared at me. I stuck out my tongue and began to lick the juices from her breasts. Her nipples were hard as pebbles.

”Oh,” she moaned.

I slurped loudly, tasting her juices once again. I rolled her over on the left side and lay right behind her, my erect cock resting between her buttocks.

”What did I just do?” I asked.

”I …” she whimpered. ”I don’t know.”

I grabbed her breasts hard with both hands.

”I sucked the juice from your squirting cunt,” I whispered into her ear. ”Spat it our over your tits, and licked it up again. Touch yourself!”

Obediently, she slid her hand down between her legs and began masturbating again.

”Oh, please …” she sobbed.

”Say it,” I whispered. ”Tell me what I just did.”

Masturbating, still trembling from her orgasm, she began to speak:
”You … you sucked the juice from my cunt. You spat it out on my tits. And then you licked it up.”
My cock jumped eagerly as I listened to her words.

”Yeah!” I gasped. ”That’s right. Say it again.”

”Mmm,” she whimpered. ”I squirted. And you sucked the juice from my cunt. You spat it out all over my tits. And then you licked it up with your big, fat tongue. Oh! Oh!”

She was about to come again. Swiftly I thrust my jerking cock up into her from behind. I heard her whimper as I thrust a few times. Her body tensed up as she came – and then I came, too.

”Ohhh!” we cried in unison. ”Ohhh!”

I emptied myself into her. My balls contracted, shooting thick, burning hot spunk up through my swollen shaft, firing it into her slippery cunt. And again. And again. And again.

Shaking from another violent orgasm, she began to purr lasciviously – gratefully.

As my ejaculation subsided, I tried to catch my breath.

”Ah yes,” I gasped. ”That’s it. Tell me again. Tell me what I just did.”

Now her voice was soft and sensual as she spoke again. I had my arms around her, my cock still hard and swollen inside her pussy.

”You sucked the juice from my cunt,” she said slowly. ”You spat it all over my tits. And …”

”Yes?” I prompted.

She turned her head to look at me.

”And then you licked it up again.”

”Yes,” I whispered, closing my eyes, savoring the sensation. ”I sure did.”