Faster

Automatically, the reporter's knees flexed. Her thighs began to burn as she found herself moving through half the arc of a squat, her ass lifting and falling on the hard cock. She could feel the burn begin in her thighs, and wondered how long she had been doing this already...

FASTER

Her ass bounced on the cock and her bunghole burned. Sweat dripped down the crack of her ass, down her tips, small breasts jiggled , and Lois began to pant, **** to fill her lungs as she began to pull and push her ass off that cock. Sometimes it would pop free when she overestimated, but then she would sit down quickly and it would punch back through her aching anus.

FASTER

Lois began to gasp as her whole body shifted forward. Her ass hammered up and down as fast as she could go, and the heat in her asshole was unbearable now. The reporter had seen women bounce fast on cocks before in porn, but it never seemed to last more than a few seconds, and as the heartbeats stretched out the sensations in her ass were overwhelming...her hips began to grow tired, her knees began to ache. She was in good shape, but nothing she had done in her workouts had quite prepared her for this....

FASTER

The reporter's ass was a blur. Her buttocks slammed down hard, and the reporter felt her consciousness slip away, somewhere beyond rational thought. All she could feel was her ass as she fucked and fucked and fucked that hard cock, the hard black cock, the hard black cock that was pounding so deep into her ass and Lois began to moan in between her pants as slid into that place where pain and pleasure mingled, where the constant terrible violation of her ass transformed into a breathless ongoing endless high...she had heard of sub-space, in BDSM, and if she had been capable of thinking about it right then and there, Lois might have wondered if that was what she had slipped into, a purely masochistic state.

Of course, no such altered state of consciousness can last forever.