A few stolen moments

As his chest glimmered from the milk with which Milka had showered it, Bonan threw his head back so that he was facing straight ahead, his eyes closing and his lips parting to show off his gnashed teeth before they too slid apart so that the animalistic roar that had its origin somewhere in the pit of his stomach could flow out of his gaping maw uninterrupted.

Her cheeks glowing bright red and glistening from the sweat with which they were coated, Milka had her chin and lips covered with a gluey, glossy mixture of Bonan’s cum and her own spittle as her eyes rolled back and she unleashed a much more girlish shriek that was left free to entangle itself with Bonan’s hoarse bellow as the two of them shared a colossally forceful orgasm, Bonan’s bulls balls pounding her quivering buttocks as she laid on her back beneath him, the walls of her anal passage being assaulted by the deep throbbing of his cock as it pumped yet more jizz deep into her bowels, the bulbous head of his veiny fuckstick spewing out the viscid substance in short, feverish jets.

Once more experiencing that strange and curious blending of satisfaction and disappointment with which she had so far always reacted to Bonan ceasing to pump his balljuice into her ass, Milka unleashed a happy sigh that was contorted into a lustful groan about halfway through when Bonan suddenly pulled his cock back a few inches before burying himself to the hilt inside her stretched cinnamon ring once more.

Forming her lips into a deliciously slutty smile at the sight of the grin with which Bonan was greeting her, Milka pushed her huge boobs together for his viewing pleasure and then wrapped her slender fingers round her nipples, pinching both of the erect buds at just the right moment to ensure that a geysering of her milk would shoot up to splatter against his massively muscled chest just as he picked up his frantic fucking of her ass all over again.

A few minutes later, Bonan was on his back, his legs straight and his fat, fourteen-inch cock pointing straight up into the air, the turgid pillar of manmeat continuously alternating between glistening in the cool night air and disappearing through Milka’s sphincter as she continued to ride him, her feet nestled snugly in his armpits and her hands pressing against the ground next to his muscled thighs as she bounced up and down in front of him.

Offering Milka some small modicum of support through the manner in which he kept his hands placed under her knees, Bonan remained fascinated by the beautiful, wild-eyed slut as she plunged his cock in and out of her anus with reckless fervour, her blonde hair now a dishevelled and sweat-soaked mess as a cocktail of their orgasmic juices and her sweat and her milk trickled off her pussy to rain down onto his crotch and rock-hard stomach, even as he was jerking his hips up and down to help speed up the pace with which his fuckpiece pushed through her asshole as though that was precisely what the previously so tight hole had always been there for.

“Bonan!” Milka cried out his name right as her arms and legs began to twitch uncontrollably, her next massive orgasm prompting him to intervene and take control of the situation.

Milka and Bonan were soon both lying on their sides, her long, toned legs wrapped around his waist and his hands clawing at her ass at the same time as the stabbing motions of his cock through her distended ringpiece caused her whole body to heave itself upwards so that he was continuously running the risk of being knocked-out cold by her jiggling, swinging breasts as they swelled up in front of him.

With her arms locked round Bonan’s neck and her head tilted back so that she was facing off in front of them with her eyes closed as tight as they would go, Milka had by now had her face transformed into a reddened mask of intense pleasure for so long that it seemed as though that would become her new permanent expression from there on out, her lips stretched as far as they would go and her pink tongue appearing through her gaping maw, the wet muscle trembling on its own accord until it eventually disappeared back into her mouth a few seconds later and she produced another one of her raw screams of delirium-inducing lust as Bonan’s unflinching thrusting of his fuckpiece in and out of her anal canal had resulted in a rapid build-up inside of her that now manifested itself in the form of the umpteenth earth-shattering climax that had washed over her since she’d first come sauntering into his life.

Before Milka’s latest climax was through, she attained the immense satisfaction of having it rise to further heights as she let out a long, sexy moan at her ass filling up with the cum that was pulsing out through Bonan’s gaping pisshole in long, thick squirts, which in turn served to thicken the jizz in her ass that his ceaseless assfucking of her had already served to whip into a froth, as well as to widen the stretch of creamy white that ran from the vulgarly distended entrance to her ass down to her vividly pink snatch.

At this point, Milka was so taken by what was transpiring between her and Bonan that she no way in which to account for how exactly she’d gone from lying on her side to instead having her back against the ground. What mattered most to her however was that Bonan was now on top of her again, his chest once more cushioned by her ginormous boobs as she had her legs spread for him and her pussy impaled on his cock for the first time, the familiar feel of his balls pounding against the smooth surface where her juicy buttocks met up just beneath the pink, puffy lips of her sex being mixed with the unfamiliar one of his fuckstick throbbing inside her juicing honeypot.

Snaking her left leg over Bonan’s, Milka could do little but to lie on her back and let her next monumental orgasm build up inside her as Bonan rammed his mammoth dick into her pussy with such thorough thrusts of his hips that she seemed bound to leave an imprint behind her in the ground once they were done, a wet sucking noise rising from between her legs every few seconds as her pussy made a vain effort to hold onto Bonan’s shaft.

Registering how Milka’s eyes suddenly shot wide open, Bonan felt something smack against his pelvis at the same time as the convulsing of her pussy round his cock reached a whole new level of intensity, to the point where he’d simply have to remain with essentially all of it buried inside her slit until her orgasm had passed and she’d stopped showering his thighs, crotch and stomach with high-powered gushes of girlcum.

Of course, having his cock lodged inside Milka’s constricting pussy did have a certain effect on Bonan, and he was soon producing gargled groans while she screamed at the top of her lungs and his beating testes churned out a tidal-wave of cum which flowed into her and filled her up to the point where it seemed as though her belly was suddenly a little more rounded and jizz was left to trickle out of her twat as well as her gaping bunghole.

When it was finally over, Milka waited until she heard the wet “POP!” and felt a sudden emptiness overcome her before mustering the last of her strength to roll round and present Bonan with her juicy ass.

She heard a groan from him, as though he couldn’t believe that she was still not satisfied, and then felt her ringpiece be pushed further apart by his cockend as it easily passed through it.

Next, Milka’s tits were placed against the ground as her ass was thrust up behind her, her arms stretched out aimlessly in front of her as more tendrils of spit were streaked across her lips and her eyelashes quivered in front of her, her face still retaining the same lustful expression as Bonan’s fuckmast flowed in and out through her sphincter at a steadily mounting pace, the big-dicked stud’s hands clutching on to her narrow waist as the sound of his waist slapping into the generous curvature of her buttocks shot against the walls around them.

She’d climaxed again by the time that his cock was pulled from her ass to the accompaniment of a sticky “SCHLOOOORP!” and she felt her asscrack be filled up his prick after he’d first **** her forwards in an effort to have her ass raise itself even higher, after which he used his hands to push her cheeks tighter around his fuckstick and then fuck them as he would the deep and narrow cleft between her gargantuan knockers, the sticky noise of his cock passing up and down between her buttocks continuing until she felt her whole back be plastered with the cum that shot out from his dick, coating her from between her shoulder blades all the way down to where the valley that ran down the centre of her bubble butt began.

Having made the decision that their frenzied fucking was finally at an end, Bonan collapsed onto his ass and used his arms to prop himself up as he sat with his legs spread in front of him, his gaze having taken on a dreamy quality as he directed it right at Milka.

Her whole body seeming to glisten with a mixture of milk and sweat and cum, Milka looked as tired as Bonan when she span round on her knees to face him and began crawling towards him.

“Milka hungry…” Milka was sounding as though she was talking in her sleep, but her eyes remained open, if only narrowly so, and she kept on moving, heading straight for Bonan’s dick, which looked as though it would remain rigid long after he’d drifted off to sleep.

Trying his best to chuckle, Bonan sucked air into his lungs as he looked straight into Milka’s eyes, a low moan slipping out of her mouth as she stood on her knees between his legs and used her right hand to direct the right one of the two massive globes of taut, luscious, glistening titflesh that stood so proud and firm on her chest until the hard, fat nipple that sat atop it was aiming straight at his cock.

Bonan unleashed a much more prominent moan when he had his cock washed clean by the spray of warm milk that poured out through Milka’s nipple, the long line of creamy white connecting the two of them as it served to wipe away the cum and the spit with which his member had been soaked, the ample outpouring of milk continuing on unabated until even his balls were coated with it.

What followed next was that Milka got another good taste of her own milk as she took his cockhead into her mouth, then more and more of the trunk of his member as its bulbous crown led the charge down her hungry throat, with the messy blowjob that played itself out after that being one that was marked by a copious amount of sucking and smacking noises from Milka while Bonan remained focused on remaining upright whilst idly running his fingers through the tangled mass of golden blonde that was her hair.

The fact that Milka hadn’t been joking when she told Bonan that she was still hungry was proven conclusively by how she kept on milking his balls with her nimble fingers even as a thick tendril of white appeared from each of her nostrils and several strands of cum spilled out onto her chin, the prehistoric slut continuing to down his seed in greedy gulps until the last of it had been pumped onto her tongue, at which point she let his cockend slip out of her mouth and sucked the last of his load down her throat as he collapsed onto his back.

Feeling Milka place her head on his chest as she got down next to him, Bonan caught her snoring within a few seconds of her snuggling up beside him, and then he drifted off to sleep as well.