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Chapter 59 by TitManDDo TitManDDo

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Deep impact

I get up on my knees between Heather’s legs and lift her ass onto my thighs, then put her legs over my shoulders. Reflexively, she pushes with her legs and arms to help support herself. “Ooooh, lover,” she coos, “what are you doing with me?” I line up my cockhead with her fuckhole and pull her hips toward me; when I realize I’ve gotten lucky, I pull hard, impaling her on my shaft in one swift movement. “Aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh,” she moans, startled and lustful.

I hold Heather’s thighs and fuck her hard and fast, hearing the bed creak and watching her big tits jiggle and flop around. I start off leaning forward, because that was the easiest angle for penetration, but once I’ve established a rhythm I lean back until I can feel my cock rubbing hard on the front wall of her channel. “Ohhhhhhh, fuck—” she gasps. “Ohhhhhh, fuck—fuck—fuck—fuck—fuuuuuuck . . . Take me, lover—so fucking good—hard, fast, deep—love your big, thick cock—fuck me, baby, fuck me good—fuck me right—ohhhhh, fuuuuuck, I’m yours—yours—all yours—fuck me, take me, claim me—just don’t stop don’t stop so good don’t stop—big mommy-maker feels incredible stretching my tight little pussy—give it to me, baby, give it to me good and hard, just don’t stop fucking me—”

The noises from the bed grow louder as I pound Heather’s cunt like a triphammer. Her noises grow louder, too, expressing her pleasure at the fucking I’m giving her. I’ve been deeper in a woman before, but not by much, and rarely in a way that gives as much G-spot stimulation. For that matter, I think I may be hitting her A-spot as well, but I’m not sure; I’m still learning about the deeper erogenous zones.

In any case, I want to do more to stimulate her. I consider trying to hook a hand around and rub her clit, but I’m afraid of losing the rhythm. I decide to ask Heather to do it; lifting her arms off the bed could disrupt things, too, but I think it’s less likely. “Play with yourself, baby,” I urge her. “Let me see you touch yourself.”

“Fuck, that’s hot,” Heather moans, her eyes flashing. She arches her back a little more and lifts her hands from the bed. One captures a tit, fingers sliding over her soft curves as she pinches the nipple between her thumb and forefinger. She pulls and twists it and rolls it around against her thumb. The other moves into her gaping snatch, spread wide by my big piston, to rub her clit slowly in a circular motion. She looks into my eyes and slowly licks her lips. I watch her, mesmerized, as I pummel her cunt with my battering-ram cock.

“You’re so fucking sexy, baby, it’s unbelievable,” I tell her. “You feel so fucking good—I’m close, lover, I’m close . . .”

“Cum for me, love,” Heather purrs. “Blow your hot fucking load—my hungry little pussy . . . Fill me with your cream . . . fill my little honeypot . . . fill me, baby—make me cum . . . You’re driving me so fucking wild . . .”

Abruptly, Heather tilts her head, arches her back a little more, and screams like a hunting eagle as her orgasm crashes down on her like a ton of bricks. Her pussy walls clamp down on my prick, which triggers my own explosion; I sheath my cock to the root in her tight, wet heat and throw back my head with a roar. I hose down her pussy with my cum, sending her scream even higher.

When our climaxes pass, we collapse together. After a little squirming around, we end up spooning on the bed. Heather twists around a little to pull a sheet up over us and snuggles into my encircling arms. “That was incredible, lover,” she purrs sleepily. “If practice makes perfect, I can’t wait to see what ‘perfect’ looks like—I’ve never been so well fucked.” After a few moments, she continues, “I love your cock . . . I love having your arms wrapped around me . . . your hands holding my big titties like they’re precious . . . hold me, baby . . . hold me tight . . . I love you . . .”

I squeeze Heather’s big melons gently and kiss her neck; she moans softly. “I love you, too, baby,” I whisper in her ear. She hums quietly in pleasure as she drifts off in my arms. I bury my face in her hair and breathe in her scent as I follow her swiftly into sleep.

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