Stretch out her pussy

“Kiss me, Mr. Lane,” Tiffini pleads huskily. My rod is tightly sheathed in her hot, wet sleeve and my fingers are slowly stroking her clit. My mouth comes down on hers with bruising intensity. I kiss her soft, full lips all over, teasing them with my tongue and shifting the points of pressure. I suck her lower lip into my mouth and lick its edge as I gently nibble it. Tiffini gasps and her hips try to jerk. I cover her mouth again with mine and let my tongue play with hers; she moans into my mouth as I increase the pressure on her pearl and slowly draw my big piston out of her chamber.

I shift back to Tiffini’s tits and suck one of their diamond-hard points between my lips. “Please, Mr. Lane,” she gasps. “Please—I’ll be good—I’ll be good—please give me back your cock—so empty—make me full again . . .” I pull out a little further, and she begs wildly for my prick. I hold there a moment to prolong her tension, then drive into her as hard as I can. The walls of her cunt cling tightly to themselves and to my big shaft, offering considerable resistance. They slow my thrust but cannot stop it as I ruthlessly drill open her tunnel. She mewls and squeaks and cums again as my hips slam into hers in slow motion, but I hold back my climax and keep moving.

Tiffini moans my name over and over and feverishly caresses my back as I relentlessly piston her cunt. I suckle her nipples and lap up their juice. I keep myself up on one arm so I can continue diddling her love button. The more I move, the more her pussy accustoms itself to my cock; its tightness is more elastic and welcoming, and I’m gradually able to fuck her faster. The bed begins to move beneath us.

My climax is building, and this time I won’t be able to hold it back. If I’m going to fuck her doggy this round, I need to pull out now. That had been my plan, but this is very good, too, sucking her tits, playing with her pearl, and drilling down into her fuckhole.