He told Emma to get on her hands and knees.

When Emma's orgasm finally subsided I reluctantly withdrew my cock from its hot sheath. She whimpered softly when she felt her pussy empty of cock.

"Don't worry, Emma, I want to fuck you from behind," I told her.

She anxiously rolled over to her hands and knees, presenting me her toned pear-shaped ass. Resting my hands on her ass cheeks, I slid the entire length of my cock back into the welcoming warmth of her cunt and we both sighed at being united in the most intimate way two people could be. She looked over her shoulder and gave me a look of wanton passion. "Fuck me, Mike, and give me a baby!"

With the billions of sperm I had planted in her in the last past five days she should have been pregnant but I wasn't going to complain about adding a few hundred million more the next couple of hours.

I withdrew my cock until the tip almost slipped out from her pussy lips and, gripping her wide hips for support, violently slammed my loins against her ass, causing Emma to grunt. She pushed her ass back against my thrusts, as if it could somehow get more cock into her.

"Ohohohoh," Emma moaned repeatedly as she took a pounding from behind. I bent forward and grabbed her swinging tits, pinching her erect nipples with my index fingers and thumbs. Emma cried out even louder.

Feeling her cunt start to pulsate around my cock I knew she was cumming again but I had no intention of slowing down. Instead I pushed her down with the two pillows under her belly so her ass was propped up. Her cries were muffled by the blanket as I mercilessly hammered her even harder and faster.

By her third orgasm I finally felt my balls tighten. I couldn't hold out much longer nor did I want to. With a roar I blasted her womb with my seed, and continued to pump, albeit with weaker and weaker thrusts, until I finally emptied my balls. I stayed standing behind her, letting her pussy massage my softening cock. Eventually I did pull out and flopped on the bed next to her with my flaccid cock resting on my thigh.

Emma leaned over and kissed me, taken me aback by the post-coitus intimacy. "Thank you, Mike," she smiled.

"You're welcome, Emma," I smiled back.

She looked down at my cock and frowned. "I should do something to get you hard again," she giggled.

I was hoping to rest a bit before we went at it again but who was I to complain about an ex-lingerie model with huge tits craving for my cock.