Further than you had imagined...

You pull out of Ms. Demaro and get her to bend over the desk. She complies willingly, happy to let her pleasures be at your mercy. You push your cock back into her pussy and she moans as you fill her deeply, grabbing her hips tightly as you do. She moans, loving the feel of your cock pumping in and out of her pussy.

She moves one of her hands round to her pussy and starts to rub her clit as you fuck her. She is moaning every time you fill her pussy. You're pushing all your cock into her, your balls slapping against her hand as you thrust into her. Occasionally you feel her fingers rubbing up against your cock as she plays with herself.

She quickens the pace of her masturbation. After a few more minutes, you feel her pussy walls trembling, they grip your cock tightly as she begins to cum. You feel your own orgasm approaching, as your whole body tenses in anticipation of overwhelming pleasure.

"Fuck me! Fuck me! Finish me! Oohhh! OAAAAGGH!" She screams as she bucks wildly against you.

”Ms…” you begin, as you try to pull your iron-hard cock out of her. She grunts incoherently, wrapping her arms and legs around you, pulling you all the way into her as her pussy squeezes you like a vise. You can't move at all, except to rut against her. You try to steel yourself, to resist the enormous sensation of Ms. Demaro's pussy, her breasts against your chest, her legs and arms against your back, her guttural grunts, the sweat, the smell - but it's a lost cause.

As she arches her back with a spasm, your semen slams up her womb with a jackhammer of spurts. The tightness with which she's clasping your organ seems only to increase the velocity and power of your orgasm. Your vision blacks out as your entire being bends towards this primal goal – depositing your seed deep, deep inside this waiting fertile receptacle.

Your body begins to wind down, having jerked in orgasm countless wads of jism inside her wet, clasping pussy. You feel Ms. Demaro's arms and legs loosen their bruising grip on you. You unscrew your eyes to look at her, flush and coated in sweat. She looks back at you, clearly shocked.