It felt so wonderful!
His cock was so hard, pounding against the back of her throat, pounding… pounding. His hands tangled into her hair, pulling at the roots, and then once more pulled at the soft rubbery tip of her nipples. It was all happening so fast and her fingers slipped upward, hard into the moist slit between her legs, rising to the depths of her vagina, her hand brushing against the taut clitoris, pushing upward, higher and higher. Then suddenly, Nick's hand was slamming against the back of her head, her mouth was slamming down to meet a steady spurting stream of thick white semen. It gushed upward, squirting into her throat in a seemingly unending stream of hot scalding male cream. Simultaneously, Rosalie felt her inner vaginal muscles contracting in a wondrous spasm of release. The wetness in her mouth seemed to echo the wetness of her fingers as they plunged inside her own quivering pussy, her breasts shook and felt overheated and abused as Nick's fingers pulled on her nipples as the last searing drops of his jism seeped from his rapidly deflating penis.
"Aaaaaaaaaaahhhg…" He groaned, bouncing his loins lewdly upward one last time. "Oh sweet Jesus!"
Rosalie's muffled sounds of orgasm expanded around his now limp cock as her body jiggled in the final convulsions of her overwhelming climax. It felt wildly perverted to her to cum like that… using her own hands while Nick above her didn't even know or care if she was cumming! But as the delightful feeling rushed to satisfy every corner of her voluptuous body, she let herself collapse heavily upon the man whose every whim she knew she would attempt to satisfy. Despite the pungent taste of his cum in her mouth as his cock slipped wetly out, she felt strangely peaceful and let her head rest against his thick thigh for a few moments.