Her steaming cunt was desperate to get fucked, her sexual nature abhorring the vacuum of an empty pussy. She drew away. Robert's lips continued to suck for a moment, even after her nipple had been withdrawn.

She pushed him down onto his back and rose onto her knees, throwing one thigh across his belly and straddling him. Robert settled back, quite happy to let her take the initiative and the dominant position, to enjoy having her ride his cock to a conclusion.

She began to rub the head of his cock against her flooded pussy gash, using his prickhead like a spoon to stir the creamy bowl of her cunt. She was trembling and panting.

He moaned softly, his eyes closing. Cunt juice was flowing from her pussy and running down his prick. He pushed up from the bed, wanting to bury his cock in that sweet, hot fuck-hole. The cocktip slipped in.

Catherine whimpered, her slim body vibrating.

Then she slowly lowered her pussy down onto his prick, feeding the big cockrod into her cunt inch by inch.

She sank down all the way.

His massive cock filled her loins and belly and his balls were jammed against her crotch. Her cunt lips plastered themselves against his belly like a suction cup. The two fuckers seemed to be glued together by sticky cunt juice, her pussy melting on his prick like a wax candle around a hot poker.

She held that full penetration, for a long moment, thrilling to the joy of having her cunt stuffed full of hard prick, and letting him savor the pleasure of having every inch of his gigantic cock buried in her pussy.

Then she began to ride his cock.

Her sleek thighs tensed as she rose up. She corkscrewed her hips. Her cunt pulled and dragged on his prick, sucking and slurping like a mouth. Her talented curd muscles began to frolic on his prick, closing in a series of concentric rings that tightened her fuck-hole around his cock and molded her inner pussy to his big plunger through every precious inch of his cocklance.