Let him finish what he started

Somehow you know that he won't stop at this point. As if some instinct told you so. Saying anything else seems pointless and you just... give up to the upcoming fate.

Ritter proceeds. Nevertheless your words seem to have some effect. You don't feel anger or hate coming from him anymore. Instead everything in him projects his lust. He finally takes his hand away from your neck and moves to caressing your tits while his finger continues to fuck you with a growing pace.

He is far from being gentle but he isn't trying to hurt you either. Ritter takes what he wants, nothing more and nothing less. He enjoys you and obviously doesn't want to rush it, like if you are some expensive wine that one needs to drink slowly for a maximum satisfaction.

Your body keeps warming up. Everything he does seems to add to your own rapidly growing lust. You may be ashamed but moments like him pushing in his second finger, starting to play with your now rock hard nipples, touching your body with his hard dick or kissing your neck in right spots send waves of thrill going through your brain...

When he pulls his hand away from your panties you almost express your dissatisfaction but managed to hold yourself and maintain that tiny bit of decency "Now sweetheart, go on all fours, I like it that way"

You comply without hesitating for even a moment. Is this still a ****? What is happening? You can't know. The fact is that you are assumed the necessary position while Ritter pulls your pants down... And you can't wait.

Moments later he puts his arms on your sides letting you know that he is just behind and can enter you at any moment. You are little afraid that he will take you ass (something you never tried before) or smash his dick in your pussy way rougher than you can handle but his entrance is surprisingly smooth... He moves all the length with one long, strong but quite slow movement. And this is the moment of your first orgasm... With all foreplay you received from his fingers feeling him fully inside is enough to bring you over the line.

You have no mental strength left in you to hide your pleasure and produce a scream of ecstasy "Yeeeees!". This scream encourages Ritter to start fucking you hard while you are still recovering from a very powerful orgasm.

No one ever fucked you with such strength. In fact you rarely practiced doggy style, preferring eye to eye contact during sex. His strong hands keep in you place while his hips are giving all their might to make the hot rod inside of you move with incredible, mindblowing pace...

His moans, moans that get louder with every second, are a clear hint that he is close to cuming inside you. Small part of your brain is worried about what comes next. Getting pregnant is the last thing you need. Besides you have no doubts that he won't pull out no matter what you'll say or do.

And here it is... You feel how his dick twitches inside of you and his hot sperm goes toward your womb... It is when your second orgasm overwhelms you out of nowhere and you literally pass out for few seconds. Never before you felt anything so intense.

You come back to your senses to find yourself laying on the floor face down. Ritter is standing right near you smirking. "Are we friends now, Alex?" he asks with his smug intonation