Fuck that pussy...

Rachel wipes a streak of cum off of her tits and licks it off her finger. "Mmmm...you always did taste good, Ross," she says, standing and kissing me on the lips. She always loved to suck me off and then snowball me; at first it was creepy, but eventually I got used to it. "But right now," she says, leading me again by the cock, but this time over to her bed, "I want /this/ hard cock in /my/ hot, wet cunt; and I want you to fuck my brains out, then shoot your load all over me."

How could I say 'no' to this?

I grab her thighs and pull her towards me, making her fall backwards onto her back. Rachel guides my cock to the opening of her pussy and rubs the head up and down inbetween her dripping wet cuntlips. "Fuck me, Ross," she says, smiling seductively. "Make me scream your name, I want you to fuck my brains out."

Again, how can I say 'no'?

I grab Rachel's smooth, firm, nicely-tanned asscheeks -one in each hand- and slam my cock into her. "Ooooooooooooooohhhhhhhh!" Rachel groans as I bottom out and grind the base of my cock against her fat, wet pussylips and her rockhard clit. She moves one hand to her clit and the other to one of her tits, pulling and twisting one her hard, dark-brown nipples. As I begin to fuck Rachel, slamming my cock in and out of her, she wraps her beautiful long legs around my waist, pulling closer to and deeper in her. "Oh fuck, Ross, fill my pussy with your meat! Yeah, baby!!"