He began to really fuck her furiously then as they fell into the rhythm together, fucking in counterpoint. As Jonathon fucked in, Caroline jammed her cunt down to meet him and as he withdrew she twisted her hips from side to side, wringing his retracting cockmeat while her crotch churned around, levering her clit against his prick.

Her whole crotch was awash with foaming cuntjuice. The stuff sprayed out as he fucked into her pussy, pumped out by the fat plunger of his prick, soaking his belly and balls and pouring down into the crack of her ass.

Caroline was clinging to him, riding him from below. Her arms were clasped around his neck and her legs scissored his haunches. Her slender back was arched deeply, belly up and shoulders down. They were both grunting as they fucked their groins together. Jonathon was alternating his strokes, coming in low and underslung with one, then hiking his trembling ass up and fucking in at a descending angle that rubbed every inch of his cock across her tingling cut as it went into her fuck hole. Her firm, gently rounded belly whipped against him in that erotic spiral, and his cum-filled balls swung in to whack against her ass, like the clapper of a hairy bell peeling out the chimes of carnal desire.

As he fucked faster, his cock grew fatter, expanding inside her and spreading her pliable pussy out around it. Her cunt was molded to the outline of his prickshaft and cock-knob, so that there was fluid friction through every inch. There seemed to be a mysterious mouth somewhere in the depths of her belly, sucking on the head of his cock, a magical hand stroking up and down his prickshaft as her pussy muscles contracted.