Mike is going to deliver for sure all over her ass

Felicity doesn’t move as she feels Mike’s cock bouncing against the softness of her round bum cheek. Instead she stares straight ahead, watching him as he remains on the sofa, looking back at her, eating his third pizza slice as if this were nothing unusual to be seeing.

Behind her, she can hear Mike’s heavy breathing, warm against her neck. He’s clearly stroking his cock with vigour, making it slap against her over and over, occasionally the movement causing the head to slip down the valley of her cheeks, although she wonders if that is accidental or more deliberate.

“Fuck girl, your ass is amazing” he moans and from the tone of his shaking voice, Felicity is certain this is not going to last all that long. His hand not currently sliding up and down his cock eases onto her waist, almost pulling her back a little against his throbbing cock as it continues to slap on her cheeks.

He grunts into her ear whilst his fingers on her waist dig in a little. And then there is a warmth hitting her ass cheeks, splashing across them as he explodes over her from behind. She feels as he presses his cock against her, the tip sitting between her cheeks causing the next eruption to flow down her valley.

Felicity feels every spurt of his cum as he delivers it over her behind. It feels amazing, knowing just her body has caused him to cum with such ease, and in such quantities as he coats her cheeks all over. She can’t help herself as she presses back against him so his cock is trapped between their bodies, and as he releases yet another jet, she feels it as his cock throbs and spasms against her warm skin.

Finally Mike is spent, his cum splashed all over her bare behind. There’s a sudden awkwardness as Mike clearly debates what he should do next, eventually deciding to just step back from her and do his jeans back up.

“Fuck that was amazing” he moans a little breathless, his fingers trailing over her waist as if trying now to show her a little gentleness. Felicity shivers from his touch, and she knows how aroused this act has left her, how wet she is between her thighs, how willing she would have been to do so much more had he so demanded it from her. But instead she contents herself with looking back at him, still eating pizza but she is sure she can see a look on his face of pleasure at what he has just seen her do for him.