Jason

Jason : "Oh fuck bitch, you're so fucking tight"

You feel jealousy as Jason lets out a low growl of a moan, obviously shooting his cream deep inside Samantha's warm snatch. You're not jealous of the stud getting his rocks off, you're jealous of your friend who had scored the first load of the session. Although if she was serious about you each needing to swallow four loads you suspected that one would be in your stomach by the end of the night. You wanted your own triumph, the validation of bringing one of these men over the edge was driving you crazy even more than the raw fucking. You were going to squeeze the cum out of Jack's cock.

Cerve's music had settled into a primal beat, you were slamming yourself down on Jack in time with the rhythm. You swore Cerve was increasing the pace to coax you into going just a little harder and faster. A challenge you were determined to meet.

With a particularly violent thrust in time to Jack's own efforts you finally feel your mound pound into Jack's soft pubic hair contacting your clit against his firm flesh. That pushed you right over the edge into your first mighty orgasm. The black man's cock was still firmly in your mouth so your vocal response was muted but you think Jack got the message as you broke your rhythm staying fully impaled. And then he did the most incredible thing. Grabbing your hips he pulled you down with so much strength, his cock now entirely inside you up to the hilt. And then he began rocking his hips into you, stirring up your guts with his dick but also grinding your clitoris into his pelvic bone. This sent you right back over the edge, or maybe you never came back, you had lost all sight of any possible edge.

Jack : "Fuck, so good"

You felt deep pulses echo through your core as Jack filled you until you overflowed with his seed.