"Jesus Christ!" he shrieked, his whole body in motion. "I'm on fire!"

He wrapped his legs around her head. It was as if he was on a roller coaster which just reached the apex of its ride and was now racing madly downward.

"Holy shit!"

He grabbed handfuls of the bedsheets, pulling and tugging, his ass hopping up and down on the mattress, making the bedsprings squeak loudly.

He arched his back, half of him practically off the bed, hanging over it, the most intense fuck sensations imaginable shooting through him like electricity.

Gloria could feel the cum rising up his shaft like mercury in a thermometer. Her mouth poured saliva down his penis. It dripped off his balls, onto the sheets, and pooled in between his golden pubic hairs.

She gave his balls another excited squeeze and her mouth instantly filled with his spicy hot jism.

Mat thought he was going to hit the ceiling. He saw stars before his eyes. The room began to spin in ever-widening circles. He couldn't even speak, only moan and groan incoherently.

It was as if a flame was shooting out of his cock. It tickled and it burned and it gave him the keenest pleasure thrill he had ever experienced.

Gloria sucked like a madwoman, her lips like suction cups. She sucked the entire length of his jerking tool, her tongue running up and down the underside of his tumescence at the same time.

His jism was salty-sweet and absolutely delicious!

She thought his spewing wads would never cease. But the cum wads gradually got smaller and the teen's tensed-up body slowed down its gyrating pace. Mat fell back against the bed and let a long, drawn-out sight of contentment.

She let his cock fall from her lips. It was semi-erect and wet with her saliva and traces of his thick spent cum. She licked her cum-stained lips and savored his taste, swallowing the last of his jism. It was warm and spicy going down her throat.