Chapter 11
by Torg
Do you blow inside her?
No, you switch positions
You manage to avoid climaxing, so you pull out of Amanda's lovely pussy, holding the condom in place. She whines a bit at the loss of your cock. "Roll over, my dear," you say low and lustily.
She grins and quickly rolls over on all fours, presenting her ass for your inspection. She wiggles it.
You spread her knees, giving you room to scoot between them. Running your hands over her round posterior, she moans. Putting the rest of your fingers on her ass, you pull her butt cheeks apart with your thumbs; you can see her rosebud anus. You direct your cock between her legs, and you feel her fingers pulling you toward her pussy. She stuffs the head just inside her slit, and you pull back on her hips, thrusting your hips forward.
Amanda squeals and you moan as your shaft slices straight into her slickly lubricated channel. You pump into her cunt quickly, knowing you're close. You put a hand on her shoulder to pull her body into yours, and you place the other one around her hip and rest your fingers on her clit. In a second you have them slippery and begin massaging her sensitive button.
In hardly any time at all, the beautiful cruise ship employee is screaming your name as she is consumed by another mammoth orgasm. "John! Aaaaah! Fuck! Yes! John!" You just keep thrusting hard into her silken interior. Waves of your impacts travel up her body and jostle her tits seductively before you. You are able to withstand half a minute of her pussy's quivering until you need to roar your triumph over her back. Your whole body jerks, forcing your cock deep inside her as you dump your sperm into the protective latex.
At last, she slumps to the bed, pulling you with her. Still embedded in her pussy, you pant hard in her ear.
After a minute, Amanda whispers, "Oh, that was good."
What now?
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