"Easy, easy," he said soothingly.

"Don't… ohhhhhh…"

"Just tryin' to keep you still…"

"Oh God!"

Candy felt another series of spasms sweep over her pussy. In an instant weird pictures flashed through her mind. She pictured being tied up, having ropes tightly binding her arms and legs. Oh yes, that would be nice, especially now with her pussy so hot, her shitter and clit throbbing together, her nipples so stiff and swollen!

"Ohh man, you're somethin' else. Christ, I'm gonna pop off you keep movin' around like that and clampin' down your cunt!"

"I can't hep it!"

Chuck was still, his eyes closed tightly, his mouth set firmly as if he were holding something back. Candy looked up and realized he was fighting back the desire to shoot off inside her. No, she didn't want him to come yet. No, she wasn't ready. How strange! Moments ago she was trying to fight him off. And now the young woman was doing everything she could to prolong the sex, make him draw out his fucking until she was ready to come with him!

"Try it, damn it!"

The noise – the slick, sucking noise of his dick trenching out her swampy cunthole – made the two of them shudder with hot delight. She could feel the hot froth of her cuntal juices as Chuck's dickhead pulled rivulets of it back through the hole and out to run in streams down her ass. And yet no matter how much of it came out there was still more.

"Ohhhhh, can't… can't…"

Candy was rolling her ass around, going crazy under the big stud.

"Ohhhh baby, man, gonna shoot uhhhhh!"

"No, don't, DON'T!"

Candy mustered all her self control and fought down the desire to squirm under Chuck's hammering. The two of them froze like statues for several seconds until they managed to calm down somewhat.