Francine plays her trump card

You dare to think that you may be able to hold out longer than her, that you just may be able to get her hornier than you, until she plays her trump card. Sliding right down onto all of your throbbing flesh she continues to squeeze and release the pulsating shaft. Meanwhile she lean in close to my face and tips the scales in her favour.

“Oh god this feels good.” She whispers.” Your cock is so huge and my cunt is stretched to it’s limits. I just love the feeling as you slide in and out baby, it gets me so horny that I’m simply dripping. Can you feel it running down my leg? You are such a stallion,” she continues as your arousal increases with every hot word

“I don’t think anyone has ever fucked me quite the way you have. You can fuck me all day. All day. I only want one more thing to make it complete. I want you to cuuuuummmm!” Francine moans.

“I want to feel you pump me full of your sweet, creamy cum. Come on baby, cum for me. Fill me to a bursting with that love juice. I need it. And you need it too. Fuck me till you cum you horny bastard. Fuck me so hard it hurts. Fuck me till you can’t fuck anymore!”

She knows what she is doing. She is talking like a filthy slut and I have no defence. I feel your cock getting harder and harder, throbbing with the need to unload into this hot bitch. I try to grind into her clit but know it is no good. You are reaching the point of no return and she just continues with her commentary, whispering into my ear as she works you into a sexual frenzy.

“I can feel that beast of yours pulsating in my twat. You’re going to come and I’m going to love it. Go on baby, don’t fight it. Just pump me full. Pump me hard. Make me scream as you tear me apart. Now baby. Now!”

You can't take any more. You grab both her ass cheeks and begin to hump your hips into her knowing that the only way to end this is to fuck her senselessly.

“Yes! Yes! Come on!” she cries as you thrust into her. “Come on baby! That’s it! I can feel you cumming! Oh god I can feel you!” and with that you can no longer hold your orgasm.

One short cry from you, an almighty jump from your cock and you empty the contents of your balls into Francine. Spurt after spurt of thick cum unloads up into her as she continues to squeeze her victory from you. With your dick still lodged up in her she now milks your cock for everything she can get.

“Is there more?” she keeps asking as another spurt of juice erupts from my shaft. “Is there more?” Until it subsides and you feel your cock wilt in her pussy.

Francine pushes you back on the bed and looks into your eyes. “I win!” she whispers with a smile.

“You win!” You concede with a sigh.

“And to the victor, go the spoils.” She adds. You have scored nil points, Francine scores full marks.