Maggie finishes her blow job

A determined woman, Maggie latched onto Steve’s dick and dragged him back up so that she might finish what she started. This time she started with his balls, tasting of and sucking on the fleshy orbs. She chuckled at his recreation, like she might damage to his precious semen factories. She chucked again at his sigh when she refocused her attentions on his dick.
This time instead of sucking him she concentrating on the sensitive bottom side, sometimes applying her tongue in a swirling motion, sometimes with in a bottom up cat lick, she tapped out a message of joyful toward his brain. Through it all she listened to his breathing, slacking off each time it got raspy or erratic, each time taking him another step closer to full release.
Timing was everything.
Letting go his dick, she quickly moved up over him until she was resting on all fours, her pussy hovering just above his dick. Just as quickly she took him, sinking down the full length of his member.
And he came, shooting a shuttering stream of semen into her hot pussy. She too shuttered, a mini orgasm compared to his maxi, but an orgasm nonetheless. Mouth open, head back and body rigid, the guy was shivering his way through a real mind bender.
Maggie smiled from ear to ear. She loved knowing she had done this to him, for him. For her, this was the measure of a woman, the ability to sexually control a man.
Still plugged in she lay down atop him, giving Steve time to recover. Her instincts told her this had the makings of a six fuck night.
Looking a bit dazed, Steve rose up from Maggie's bed and picked up the bag of condoms. "I being a jerk,' he mumbled, "I can't to this to Alice.