He could feel her cunt pulsating around his spasming pole, sucking his fuck juices out of his dong.

He felt like she was going to suck his balls as dry as a desert by the time she finished tugging at his lance.

He arched his back and threw back his head as his face contorted with his bliss – his face now as red as hers.

His skin was shiny from the hot perspiration that had oozed from all of his pores during the hot hump.

His eyes closed tightly and his back teeth clenched together so tight that his jaw muscles protruded.

He trembled and his mouth fell gaping open as the boiling sperm shot out of his gaping piss hole.

Michele could feel that hot sticky silver seed bathing the inside of her hot, orgasming poontang, and she felt as if there were only one orgasm and she and her husband were sharing it equally.

Then the moment of passion was over and they both felt their ecstasy being replaced by the warm contentment of their afterglow.

Michele could feel Bernard's cock immediately lose its urgent rigidity after the come stopped spurting.

He left his prick inside her until his prick was only semi-erect before pulling it out of her pussy.

He looked down at his cock to see that it was all wet and sticky from his own come and her cunt juice.

He gave her a sharp slap on her already sore ass cheeks.

Michele collapsed on her belly, feeling badly out of breath.

She had been unable to breathe during the fuck and had a lot of oxygen to replace.

The air in the bedroom felt cool on the couple's wet skin.

She felt her heartbeat slowing gradually to normal with her afterglow. Michele rolled over on her back so she could look at Bernard.

Her eyes were only barely open, slightly puffy slits.

Her lips appeared swollen as she turned their corners upward.

She looked at her sadistic mate with a sleepy smile.

"Was I good enough for you?" Michele asked subserviently.