Her cunt was wet and soft and incredibly exciting. Her womb was free to his snaking cock. She was hot and wet all the way down her pulsating channel. It was like fucking her mouth, only warmer and tighter. Her hips humped awkwardly until he forced her to slow-fuck him.

Janet writhed underneath his humping hips, feeling the thundering cock run through her vagina like a burning poker. She was wild, ecstatic. It was fantastic! The scream rose from her throat and settled at the roof of her mouth. It grew bigger and bigger and yet it would not budge an inch. It settled there inside. Instead of the scream filling her ears, Janet heard bedsprings creaking, her lungs gasping, the soft, sucking noise of cock fucking her cunt. It was too much for her frantic mind. She floated out in space, locked up in a savagely lurid dream. Her cunt was trembling and her buttocks pulled up rudely around his fat cock and then she felt the sprinkle of sperm spraying her cunt walls and she was fine. The scream came loose from her mouth and she was shouting out the wild joy she felt from his dick shooting sperm into her womb.

"Aaaahhhh!" she yelled. "Come! Coming! I'm coming!"

Morgan pulled her thighs straight up in the air while his dick gunned her cunt. His hot sperm dribbled out of her greasy slit and down the ravine of her ass cheeks. She had a beautiful ass, Morgan thought. It was too bad his strength was draining into her cooze. He felt enervated, weak, unable to move. If lucky, he might be able to stagger to his car in half an hour.

Her sleeve crimped down, trapping his jerking cock and he groaned. What a cunt! He had never fucked a woman who was so young and hot and soft and fantastic. His swollen balls drained like a faucet into her wet hole.