She begged him to stop, to fuck her. She couldn't believe the words that were spilling from her mouth. But she had to get him to stop. His mouth was driving her crazy.

"I'll suck your cock for you," Amy said. She'd never agreed to do that for any man, and there had been men who'd offered her anything for the touch of her lips on their hard cocks. "I'll give you the best blow job you've ever had."

It was the pain that was doing it. Now that the second wave of ecstasy had battered through her body, her pussy had become so inflamed that it was sore. Pain and pleasure were starting to feel too much alike. She had never had any idea that sex could be like this, had never gotten the slightest hint from the few sexual experiences she'd had.

Glen was actually making her feel too much pleasure.

"Fuck me!" she howled, drumming her feet against the carpet, throwing her head back and forth. Her dark, firm tits jiggled wildly with each shudder that passed through her lean frame. "Let me suck your cum, let me fuck your cock, let me do anything!"

"You want me to fuck you?" he taunted, pulling his fingers from her fluttering holes and wiping them clean on her smooth, trembling flesh.

"Yes!" she wailed, her long legs thrashing about wildly, her eyes glazed with passion. "Fuck me! Fuck me! Please fuck me, Glen!"

"You're begging me to fuck you?" Glen asked.

He opened his pants and pulled out the longest, hardest cock that Amy had ever seen.

"I'm begging you!" she shrieked, tears of frustration tracking across her cheeks and her hair trailing in every direction. "Stick your prick in my pussy and fuck me until I can't stand up. Fuck me, Glen, please! It's the only thing I want."

"Deal." Glen laughed and slapped his big cock down on top of her velvety mound of jet black cunt hair. "You'd really rather fuck me now than wait and save it for your hubby tomorrow, though?"