Now she pointed her tongue and began drawing it around and around the outer curve of his ear, occasionally letting it stray in toward the dark vortex at the center.

"Oh God, Brenda!" David gasped, his face screwing up into a tight grimace of lust.

Brenda undulating her hips in a circular motion, rubbing her thighs against his, stirring his prick around inside her hot, wet cunt.

"Ungh!" he grunted, pulling his prick halfway out of her pussy.

She stabbed her tongue deep into his ear and with a cry of need, he rammed forward, shafting his prick to the hilt in her cunt.

Wave after wave of pleasure broke over Brenda's body. She dug her fingernails deep into the small of David's back, her whimpering groans of pleasure echoing down into his ear.

As the pressure built in his balls, he began a steady fuck rhythm, pistoning in and out of her pussy, dragging his groin across her throbbing clit. His hands were everywhere – running down her smooth legs, over her hips, and up her waist.

Meanwhile, Brenda had pulled her tongue from her lover's ear and was swabbing his neck and the hollow of his shoulder with it, scooping up his salty sweat.

Suddenly, David grabbed her about the waist, and with a great heaving motion, rolled onto his back, so that she was lying on top of him, his cock still rammed up her pussy.

Brenda loved this fuck position, it allowed her to control the depth of each fuck stroke and the pressure brought to bear on her super-sensitive clit.

She brought her legs forward and bent them at the knees so she was sitting on David, her thighs straddling his hips. She could feel his prick poking deep in her pussy, pressing against the entrance to her womb.

Slowly, she began rotating her hips, sighing and groaning as she felt his thick prick head scraping against the delicate tissues of her pussy.