When Don felt he could stand no more of the ecstasy without shooting his wad, he stood up and, taking the lovely woman's hands, he lifted Nancy to her feet. Facing her, he bent his knees and placed his hard prick between her thighs. As he stooped between her widely spread legs, she could feel the head of his spit-soaked dick pushing up against her hot dripping cunt. Holding the woman tightly in his arms, he lifted her feet from the floor as he rose to a standing position again. Firmly grasping her soft asscheeks in his hands, he slowly lowered her juicy slit down over his erect cock as she wrapped her legs around his hips, squealing from the pleasure of his rod slowly sinking into her tight pussy.

"OW, God," he whispered, mashing his lips against her soft open mouth. "You're such a beautiful woman."

She loved the bigness of his cock in her, and the way her tingling cunt was being spread deliciously open by his deeply embedded tool.

"Oh, Don," she giggled when he began lifting her up and down. "You naughty man."

His middle finger was teasing at the tight, ring of her asshole as he slid her juicy twat up and down over his lurching dong. Nancy was being deliciously screwed, but from previous experiences with Don, she knew it would get better and better as the evening progressed. Holding her tightly for several moments, he kept thrusting his hips up, sinking his cock, into her hot cunt with a series of rapid strokes.

"Oh, sweet fucker!" she squealed with joy as he slowly set her back down on the floor and removed his prick. "That was wild!"

"Sit here, honey," he said, patting his stiff prick as he lay back on the sofa.

Facing her handsome lover, she straddled his loins and lowered her smoldering twat down over the throbbing stiff cock.