Fuck the hell out of her

Arnold immediately started thrusting into Natasha's liquid cunt, causing her to moan and cry out. He pushed himself up on his hands in order to be able to see her body; after several strokes, his arms slipped, and he collapsed on top of her chest. "Oops, sorry," he apologized.

"Just fuck me, comrade. Give that hard cock to me," she implored while pushing him back up and caressing his chest. Her fingers found his nipples and tweaked and twisted them, sending signals directly to his groin. He continued his rhythm, sliding in and out of Natasha’s pussy, and she resumed her writhing and moaning. She leaned up and sucked one of his nipples into her mouth; her tongue twirled atop it, and her teeth nibbled it. His supercharged lust clouded his mind as he slammed harder and harder into her. “Yeah, oh, your cock makes me want to come. Give it to me hard,” she said while groaning and whimpering.

Arnold could feel his spunk surging in his loins; he tried to keep it under control by thinking of the car chase from earlier in the day, but the adrenaline rush this evoked only made his need to come more urgent. Just then, Natasha screamed her delight, and her cunt exploded and squeezed his unit hard, pulsing and releasing rhythmically. He lost all sense of control and slammed his cock deep into her throbbing pussy, spraying his hot seed into her. A red haze clouded his eyesight, and his body gyrated wildly in his ecstasy, thrusting and spewing for some time. Her cries rose and fell through her climatic peaks and valleys; her body writhing beneath him.

Soon, they both slowed and stopped, but their breathing remained ragged and heavy. Arnold’s cock slowly deflated within her and slipped out, followed by their combined fluids. He moved next to her, and she wrapped him in her arms and put her head on his shoulder.

“Mmm, you’re a tiger once you get going,” she cooed softly into his ear, her breath tickling his skin. She then settled in and proceeded to fall asleep.