I have Cynthia fuck me

I chuckle and pull Cynthia's head from my dick by the hair. She let's out a small yelp of pain. "Get up, sit on my dick," I say, pulling her up higher before letting go. Cynthia does as she's told, getting to her feet but when she makes to sit in my lap, facing me, I grab her hips and twirl her around. "Watch yourself as you fuck me," I say. Cynthia makes a face but does as I tell her. She quickly pulls her panties to the side, and hikes up her dress over her butt. She lowers herself down, squatting on my dick, gasping as she forces the head inside her. It always feels like there should be a 'pop' sound when it does, as suddenly the rest of my dick slides into her far more easily.

Cynthia begins to move her hips up and down on my dick, going further down on my shaft with each thrust until her butt touches my pelvis. She then starts to bounce herself on me. The view of her ample, but toned, butt as it bounces on me, the firm flesh shaking with each movement, has me smiling as the sexy sight sends a flutter through me. Soon, Cynthia, trained through hours of doing squats, as well as bouncing on my dick, falls into a regular rhythm.

My eyes dance between the Cynthia bouncing herself on my dick and the one on the TV screen that is being fucked roughly by a past me. This is heaven, I reflect. It could only be improved by having another woman who's tits I could be playing with. I suppose I could play with Cynthia's tits, but then I'd have to lean forward and that's too much effort at the moment.

I groan in perfect physical satisfaction.

After a while, the action on screen intensifies and I decide that I will cum at the same time as I do on screen. I reach down with one hand and place my hands on Cynthia's hips, taking a firm hold of her body. I feel her pause, then relax, knowing what is about to come. I pull her down on my dick, taking more and more as I direct her hips up and down. Cynthia has become nothing more than a sex toy as I pump her hips up and down my shaft. I don't notice the grimace she makes as he legs start to burn from the strain of keeping up with the motions I'm having her go through, nor do I notice when her tits bounce out of the confines of her little black dress, so intent am I on the TV.

In almost perfect unison, the me on screen and the real me grunt and flood Cynthia with cum, both of us filling her pussy. I let go of Cynthia's hips and I feel her weight on me as she relaxes for a moment before she gets up. As she does some of my cum drips out of her onto me. "Lick that up," I say, before turning my eyes back to the TV, not watching as Cynthia turns around and leans over to lap up my spilled seed.

"You know," I say as I watch myself spank Cynthia on the TV, causing a large glob of cum to leak out of her onto the floor, "I bet John would love to see these videos we've made together. Maybe we should have him over soon. You know, so that he and I can get to know each other." Before Cynthia can answer, I glance down at her and notice her state of dress, or undress as it were, what with her tits hanging out of her dress. "I though you had a bra on when you left?" She shakes her head.