"Ohhhh mannn!" The boy thrust, thrust again, fucking his cock in deep.

"Oh, you brute, fuck me!" She couldn't get enough of this feeling, of the boy's muscular body and hard cock. She hadn't felt so possessed, so loved in years.

Thomas braced his elbows on the table, swinging his pelvis, plunging his fat prick. His prick-head popped in and out of the mouth of her womb. His cockshaft rippled against the sensitive wet meat of her swollen cuntlips.

"Ohhh yeahhh, yeahhhh!" he moaned, his eyes glazed over with lust. His prick swelled inside her cunt each time he thrust, hardening like steel. His abdomen smacked against hers, their sweaty, oiled flesh making sucking noises as it met, then pulled apart.

Alice tossed her head, rolled it from side to side on the table. The small pillow had long ago been knocked aside and had fallen to the floor. She clung to the fucking youth, grunting and panting even louder than he was. Each time his prick fucked into her a zillion fuck-tingles flood her cunt and loins. Her cuntmeat swelled, growing tighter and tighter. It felt as if her lions would explode.

"Oh Thomas, oh God, baby, fuck me!" She clawed his back some more, not caring whether she ripped his skin. She ground her heels into his ass, spurring him on to fuck her harder, deeper, faster.

"Oh! Oh God, oh shit!" The boy was shaking. The veins stood out on his neck and temples. He slammed his cock into her, fucking in again and again.

Alice thought she'd die with pleasure. She was on the verge of exploding, and she wanted the feeling to last forever.

The boy rutted with one last barrage of fuck-thrusts. His body vibrated as if its every cell were quivering and ready to burst. His eyes rolled back until only the whites were visible.

Alice held her breath. Her cunt contracted hard.

The boy shuddered. "God!" he gasped. "Oh fuck!" His jism surged into her pussy.