Keep pounding her.

You are glad that Kitty is not faking her orgasms like most girls, that you've dated or paid for their services, but instead is actually enjoying herself as evident with her pussy pulsating around your cock.

Her lithe body tenses, her eyes roll up, and she claws the bed sheet as you mercilessly pound away at her hapless cunt, bringing her from one orgasm to another. "OhOhOhOh," she moans repeatedly.

When you finally feel your balls tighten, you unhook her legs from your shoulders and collapse on top of her, making sure you don't crush her tiny frame. She welcomes you into her arms, hugging you tightly, as you continue to stab her pussy as the tension in your balls builds up.

"FUCK!" you howl, releasing the first of countless jets of cum fill your condom.

Kitty pets your head, comforting you as you slow your thrusts and moan on her shoulder. "You are a good lover. Your girlfriend is lucky girl."

As much you enjoy fucking her tight pussy, for some reason you love being in in her arms more. But with a sigh you push yourself off of Kitty and lie next to her on the bed, both of you exhausted from the hard fucking.

"I don't have a girlfriend," you whisper, staring at the ceiling.