His load was so plentiful and fast, the hot pools of sperm swelled in her guts, and finding no place to go, began to squirt along the length of Matt's cock, and gush out Ann's tiny slit opening.

Their bodies smacked together, lubricated by his release, the mixture of jism and pussy juice forming web-like strands between their crotch hairs. They seemed to share the same orgasm, as the pleasure thundered into Ann's cunt and then flamed around his cock, jerking back into his loins.

"Harder! Oh fuck, jam it to me harder!" Ann whispered, almost lifting Matt off the floor from the violence of her release.

Matt plowed into her cum-soaked cunt with new, more brutal energy. So forceful were his stabbing moves, they both scooted across the floor a few feet, smearing the rug with a trail of glistening, frothy sperm.

Giving a final, gut-crunching plunge into Ann's pussy, Matt molded his body against hers, dumping the last of his load into her guts.

Although Matt stopped all movements, his body frozen in the last, wild throb of climax, Ann continued to pump and grind, experiencing new rushes of thundering release.

"Don't stop!" she whispered, thrashing about. "Don't ever stop fucking me!"

Gathering the last ounce of his strength, Matt began ramming his cock in and out until his hips were a blur. He felt Ann flinch just as he had a few seconds before, then she screamed out with torment.

"Oh! Oh! Oh!" she chanted, each gasp matching the internal spasms that gripped her cunt like a huge, iron fist.

Finally, after what seemed an eternity of raw, tormented release, Ann slowly began to relax. Her cunt still throbbed and vibrated, but the sensations drifted into the darkness, like tiny fingers delicately stroking her nerves.

When Matt pulled away, his cock slipped out of her pussy with a smacking thud, bobbing against his stomach. He got a cigarette off the coffee table, and after lighting it, offered it to Ann.