His explosion came. John's body went suddenly stiff and he emitted one long, low moan and sprayed his hot jism against the inner walls of her pussy. She tried to picture the scene in her mind, as though that might help her own body to reach the cunt tearing orgasm she wanted to feel. She could almost see his fat, stubby cock spewing his thick, rich cum into her pussy as she felt his prick leap and twitch inside her cunt. His prick was pouring squirt after squirt of his spunk into her pussy, mixing it with her own creamy cunt juices, letting it swirl around his shaft and drown his thick cock head with its sweet nectar.

Susan felt his hips shove his cock at her pussy as he fired off the last of his load. John pulled out and her body quivered as she felt his cum follow, draining from her pussy gash, her body, aching from the frustrations that had built up inside, a tightness from which there seemed to be no escape.

But, she told herself, when a rubber band gets stretched too far, it breaks. And she felt just like that rubber band ready to break at any moment. Only, she thought, when I break, it will, be to break loose!

She reached for his cock, but he turned his hips away from her.

"What are you doing. Sue?"

She smiled at him, unseen in the dark. "I thought you might be a little messy. I'd be glad to clean you up. I've got a mouth and a tongue here that would just love to lick your prick shiny clean."

"Susan Landry!" She could hear the shock in his voice. "Watch your language!"

"What's wrong?" she taunted. "Let's fuck again, John. Come on."

"Susan! You know I don't like to hear that kind of talk."