Finger fuck

"Fingerfuck me please, John," Shanice breaths.

You slide two fingers into Shanice's wet heat, coating them with the thick juices that are damming within her. "Oh John, yes!" she cries out as she squirms at your penetrating touch. You are in a tortured world of conflicted lust that has travelled down to your aching cock and your probing fingers feeling deep inside Shanice's wet need.

It is Shanice who takes the initiative further, delicately enfolding your raging erection in a condom and spreading herself on her back, open and wide beneath you. She holds on to your hips as you arch above her, holding yourself stiff and tense, not quite touching her with your body. It is Shanice that sweeps her pelvis along your curving hardness as it juts between you. Curling her abdomen, she strokes her moist heat against you, kissing your swollen cock with her wetly gaping flesh. Her thighs are spread wide, knees either side of you, feet firmly planted on the ground pushing her lower body urgently towards you.

"Shanice, we shouldn't do this."

"Don't stop, I want it all inside me now, I need to feel it as deep as you can go, come on John, do me for real. Make me scream. Make me come. Fuck me!" The last words are a scream as she impales herself on your curving erection with a uniquely feminine undulation of her hips, slamming her pelvis into you, forcing your swollen head between her slick folds and on into her moist pink depths.

You throw your head back as your hips instinctively push down to meet her, crashing together, you feel yourself ride along inside her. You feel the walls of her tightly clasping, muscular channel around you until you butt against her very end, both of you crying out at the deeply intimate collision. For long moments you lie between her thighs, your buttocks tightly clenched as though trying to push yourself right through her.