Penetration (full)

After almost a minute of recuperation and unwinding, Anne reaches behind her with her free hand, and grabs on to your cock, which is of course fully erect from the show. Shuffling her legs back a few inches, Anne leans back on her knees, holding your cock at an appropriate angle for her to come into contact with. As the tip of your cock once again comes into contact with her, you realize that she is holding herself open for you with the hand that was using you masturbate, and that she has spread her own juices around slightly, to provide lubrication. Your cock positioned, she lets go of both it and her own pussy lips. She puts one hand on your chest, steading and balancing her, and clamps the other hand over your mouth. Her slip cascades down below her tits, and ends just above the skin of your stomach.

Anne rocks back further, pushing herself down around you. She only sinks in about two inches of your dick, but her pussy is as tight and warm and moist as you remembered it. When she first put her hand over your mouth, you figured it was probably unnecessary, but the intense pleasure of her tight labial grip forces a grunt up through your body, that is stopped and muffled by her hand clamped over your mouth. Not only that, but the smell of her is heavy on her fingers, and thus fragrantly fills your nostrils. Anne pauses her downwards motion, and swivels her hips slightly, prying her taut flesh open a few millimeters further.

Anne rocks forward slightly, pulling herself almost off your cock, then rocks back again, bending her knees further, shoving herself open on you. She lets out a stifled cry as she does so, able to keep herself relatively quiet, but unable to keep herself silent. Her pelvis comes to rest with you half-inserted in her, about the same depth inside her as you were earlier in the day. Watching Anne's face, you can see the tight stitchings of pain again spreading across it. Instead of pausing and recouping, Anne puts her weight into the effort, and you plow further into her. Her face freezes, and she gasps again, though you can hardly hear it over your own heavy breathing, which must go through your nose. Anne's downward motion is at a standstill now, and you can see a single tear running down her left cheek. Anne rocks forward again, withdrawing a few inches of you, leaving a few inches of you inside her. She holds herself, slightly on and slightly off your cock, for a long time, as she regains control of her wild breathing and her composure. Looking at the handkerchief gag she fashioned for herself, you see that she is clenching it between her teeth so hard you wonder if she will bite right through it.

Anne's hand on your chest suddenly clutches you tightly, grabbing at your flesh. You glance around to see what she is warning you about, but then realize that she is trying to tell you to use your hands again. Your hands, lightly cupping her tits, have gone limp since she starting enveloping your cock, with your mind on other extremeties. You begin to knead and caress her breasts again. Angrily, Anne claws at your chest again, and looking at her eyes, you can see frustration and ire in them. Hoping you are correctly reading her signal, you squeeze her tits tightly, sinking your fingers into the smooth firm flesh. As you do so, Anne leans back again on her knees, harder than any time before, her body's weight leveraging her down. She lets out a groan which is in your mind perhaps a little too loud given your want for secrecy, but is completely understandable given her action. She tweaks your nipple, and you in return pinch her nipples hard, eliciting another not-quite-quiet-enough squeal from her as she leans all her torso's weight back onto your cock. You feel as if somebody is gripping your cock with their hands and trying their damndest to push it directly into your own body, but you are so hard that you do not give. The deep unexplored folds inside Anne, on the other hand, do, albeit slowly, as Anne's ass comes to rest on your thighs, her lower stomach against your lower stomach.

During the last push, Anne's breath broke out into hyperventilation, and she is doing her best to control it now. You can see another few streaks of tears on her cheeks, and can also see that the gag is soaked through with her saliva. Anne tweaks your nipple again, and in return you dig your fingers into her tits, twisting her nipples between your thumbs and forefingers. Anne gasps sharply, but seems to be able to leverage this sharp exhalation into a strong pattern of breathing, bringing her hyperventilation under control. Her eyes still clenched shut, Anne leans forward, pulling almost all the way off your cock, pauses a second, then drives herself back down, forcing you into her again with a fast, cleaving stroke. She lets out a cry which is entirely too loud, but is thankfully muffled, and you realize that the sensation from the last thrust has knocked the breath out of you. Anne leans forward again, and straightens her back, so that she is kneeling above you, letting go of your mouth and chest. Lined up, Anne slams down onto you with a pounding drive, and you can hear and feel her orgasming again. The vaginal contractions **** an orgasm out of you, and you would cry out in pleasure, if you had any breath in your body. The sensation is so intense that you black out.