Cum

You had been plowing inside of Delilah for some time, and you had been holding back your climax for a while now. Your palms were sweaty as they held onto her waist and hands, but you didn't want to let her go either. So you kept your hands kept firmly where they were, squeezing and pressuring them as you pumped yourself in and out of her pulsating pussy. You watched her expression burn and melt in pleasure. You've never wanted to see the face of a woman you were making love to as much as you currently did. It gave you a warm, indescribable passion. Delilah sighs sharply, and her grip on you tightens for a brief moment, indicating she's having an orgasm. She’s a little weak but manages to keep a hold of you.

"I'm about to cum," you warn, switching your gaze from her eyes to her gash. "I'm really close."

"Don't...don't pull out." She says between breaths. You swallow hard on your spit and let out a grunt and a sensual sigh. Hearing her words makes your stomach flare with emotions just before you start to feel your warm and thick cum rush from your shaft and spilling out inside of Delilah. She starts to quiver and shakes. The sensation of being filled with your hot goop is much more pleasing than she would have ever thought. She holds onto your shoulders, easing into getting creamed.

Cumming inside of Delilah sends a thrill throughout your entire body. Your face flares into a shade of pink as your throbbing cock shoots into her dripping cave. A moan leaves her maw, and she closes her legs around you. Her fingers lock around yours as she leans back, allowing you to rock yourself into her hips to make sure you've unloaded every drop inside. Being this intimate with this girl feels so much more personal than any other time before. She smiles and relaxes as you slip out. Your mingled juices drizzle out from her gaping hole...

As you both catch your breath, Delilah looks at you, still smiling weakly. "What a lovely moment we just had... You were amazing...Thank you so much..."

She swallows one more time. She closes her eyes and starts drifting off. You nudge her and tell her to wash up. She moans weakly and shakes her head. "I don't care about the mess; that’s future Delilah's problem."

You let out some air from your nose before you collapse and wrap yourself around her after moving some blankets to cover up before joining her on her quest for rest.