She leaned forward, kissin, his chest with her hard firm tits, kissing his face with her hot excited mouth. She held the sides of his face and stroked her fingers up and down, and he kept his grip on her ass, both hands clutching her now, and they began to move in the age-old timeless rhythm of the fuck, she moving from side to side and up and down in slight twitchy motions while he kept pushing up and down with his stiff, buried prick, moving himself in and out along the slick wet sheath of her pussy. "That's it, baby," she told him between kisses. "You keep that up a little while longer and I'll give you a big surprise."

"What kind of surprise?" he asked coyly, licking her nose and lips.

"I'll crack your nuts and make you squirt more cum than you knew you had in you," she purred, meaning every word of it. "I'll make your dick swell so big you'll think it's going to explode, and when you come – when we come – it'll be like going, to the moon without a rocket. Trust me, darling, trust me – and fuck me. Oh, yes, fuck me, don't stop fucking me till I tell you to stop, and I may never, never, never tell you to stop! It feels so good already, I'd forgotten it ever felt this good! Just dolt, do it, do it, and don't stop doing ittttt!"

She got her legs around his, locked them together tightly, forcing a little more of his dick up her slot. Jesus, she had forgotten that fucking could fill you up so beautifully! He was thick, a bit thicker than Tom though he couldn't plumb her quite so deeply, and her cuntal walls expanded to make room for the wedge of his pecker. She kept on kissing him, and occasionally she reached down behind herself, into the space where their bodies joined. She cupped his balls in her hot, shaking hand, and squeezed them. He moaned into her mouth and rammed his cock upward, hard, spearing himself into the sucking maw of her oozing twat.