Blow your load

I flip Mrs. Morgan onto her back, spreading her legs wide as I position myself between them. "I want my cum dripping out of you when you see your daughter at the hospital," I tell her, watching her face flush with a mix of shame and arousal.

She climbs on top of me, straddling my hips as she reaches down to guide my cock back into her wet pussy. Her hands press against my chest as she starts riding me, her heavy tits bouncing with each movement. I grip her waist, thrusting up to meet her as she works herself on my shaft.

"That's it," I grunt, watching her face contort with pleasure. "Ride that cock. Take every inch."

Mrs. Morgan bounces harder, her pussy gripping me tight as she grinds down. Her movements become more desperate, more frantic as she chases her orgasm. I thrust up harder, driving deep into her with each stroke.

"Fuck... I'm gonna cum," I warn her, my hands tightening on her hips. She doesn't slow down, riding me even harder as I feel my orgasm building. My cock pulses inside her as I unload, shooting rope after rope of thick cum deep into her pussy.

She keeps riding me through it, milking every drop as my cum fills her up. When she finally slows down, I can feel it already starting to leak out around my cock, coating her thighs as she sits there with my load buried inside her.