Orgasam

Lost in the pleasure of electricity flowing through her system Amanda continued to spank her soft ass like the naughty housewife she was. Getting on her hands and knees she slapped even harder, punishing and humiliating herself in front the worker she fantasised about.

Amanda imagined the Jenna's eyes molesting her while she was defenceless, on all fours, buck naked and slapping herself silly. With only a few slaps more she could no longer resist. Gritting her teeth the brunette used all her remaining focus to picture the other woman in her mind. Before long her thighs began to quiver, her hands and knees were digging hard into the floor as she braced for the coming storm. The ghost of Jenna possessed Amanda in that moment and took hold of her every nerve, shaking her helpless form mercilessly.

She had orgasamed before but was completely unprepared for having her entire existence rattled to the core. The only feeling that came close was the "awakening" in her kitchen a few weeks ago.

Convulsing uncontrollably and unable to feel anything but the ecstasy she'd been gifted by her imaginary guardian angel the honey drip from earlier had now turned into a river, raging deep inside her and ripping through her body before flooding out onto the ground beneath her.

"Gahhuhh" she let out a laden breath as her love liquid spilled out from between her thighs.

Trembling in the aftermath the drained woman collapsed onto her side before rolling onto her back. Grabbing the towel she'd previously discarded, she hugged the soft material close to her body like a comfort blanket. Gazing up at the stars and listening to the relaxing sound of the waves Amanda let the afterglow of her orgasam wash over her.