Make your dream cum true

"Does it taste good, John?" Elsa asks after she had come down from her high.

"It taste like you," you answer diplomatically.

Elsa giggles. "Sorry, the rush made me forget that I'm not being recorded, you know, action and cut kind of thing."

"Yeah, I understand. To be honest, I would have love to lick you again but my jaw's cramping up. Maybe next time I'll try to suck you so that you can get off twice,"

"You're a sweet heart," Elsa says. "Well, if you're not sucking, then you should be fucking."

At that prompt, you bring your dick at the entrance of her pussy. "You know, I always masturbate to your videos, thinking about how fortunate those men were, having the chance to enter your pussy."

"And a little push and you don't have to be jealous." Elsa says as she adjusted her position in front of me, spreading her legs and revealing her pussy. She uses her fingers to spread her pussy open. "Here, try putting it inside"

You slowly enter her, gasping at the sensation. Once inside, you can feel her warmth enveloping you. You wish you can say that her pussy is tight like a virgin, but Elsa is very much experienced.

"Move slowly."

You slowly move your hips back and forth from her behind. "You feel so good."

"A-aahh... your dick feels good too. Yea, there. Fuck me there."

"I can't control myself," you say as you begin to fuck her in earnest.

"It's okay. Just fuck me!" Elsa replies as she plays with her pussy, trying to achieve climax at the same time I do. Eventually, you feel the tingling sensation of climaxing. "Cumming," you say as you fill her with your cum.

You dump a significant amount of cum inside her, causing it to overflow from her pussy. Meanwhile, Elsa keeps fingering herself and she ends up climaxing seconds after you have yours. "Aaahhhh..." Elsa moans as she achieves release fora second time.

The two of you then lay down on the bed, recuperating from your session. Unbidden, you kiss Elsa tenderly, whom then responds by kissing you back. "We kinda have it backward," she observes.

"I just feel like it."

"Can't say I dislike it," she says. "But then, what's next?"