Greg jerked her legs apart like a wishbone, then jammed them upward, crunching her knees into her armpits. As her ass rose in the air, he held her legs and shoulders with his hands and began pounding into her pussy with an emotion bordering rage. Each stroke came harder, faster than the last, until his small hairy ass was a flesh-colored blur. His teeth were sinking into her tits, sending pangs of torture into her lungs. His balls were slapping into the crack of her ass each time he crunched the base of his cock into her constricted pussy rim.

"Yes!" she screamed, holding fistfuls of his hair, pounding his face against her tits. "Yes! Just… like… this! Fuck… Fuck! Fuck me! Fuck me!"

Her climax hit her with such tremendous force, she thought her backbone would snap. The pleasure peaked and stayed there for what seemed like an hour, ripping into every cell, each nerve of her entire body. She buckled, writhed, tore at his hair, threw her pussy up to meet his thrusts, wanting to devour him, to suck him inside and keep him there for him to become a part of her.

"Now, you fucking whore!" he spat, bringing his face up to hers. He clamped his lips around her mouth and dug his tongue fully into her throat, curling it over the roof of her mouth, into her cheeks. He bit down on her lips, drawing blood. "Take… it… now! Goddamn you! Unh! Unh! Take my cum!"

Sara's climax, which was slowly subsiding to gentle ripples, was now hammered back up to an unbelievable explosion of pure, raw ecstasy. The flooding wads of cum washed into her convulsing hole, totally filling up her insides. When the scalding liquid could find no more room, it began sloshing backward, washing around his spearing shaft, squirting from her cunt lips. A greasy, steamy stream of juice ran out, buring into her shitter.

"God!" she cried out, her voice cracking with emotion, "Fuck me! Fill me full! Shove it to me, you bastard! FUCK ME!"