Raquel can’t work after sex with Paul

Paul is slowly waking up. He is home in his huge bed. He is not alone. With him sleeps the lovely Raquel Lopez. The gorgeous busty brunette is Paul’s lover. They fucked for hours last evening. Raquel was extremely exhausted from all the sex when she went to bed. Paul was also spent. It was a very physical evening.

Raquel feels the shift in the mattress before she is fully awake. The deep and rhythmic sound of Paul’s breathing is changing. Her body is a symphony of pleasant aches. Every muscle a testament to last night. Raquel keeps her eyes closed for a moment. She is savoring the warmth of his skin against hers. Her head is still pillowed on his chest.

A slow lazy smile spreads across her lips as she feels the undeniable hard proof of Paul’s morning wood pressing insistently against her thigh. She shifts slightly pressing herself closer. A soft sleepy hum vibrating in her throat. She whispers to Paul.

“Good morning dear. I feel you’ve brought evidence to our first meeting of the day. Should I consider this an invitation for something very pleasurable?”

Paul is extremely aroused. He has a fabulous hard cock ready for Raquel if she is interested. He moves a little bit so thats his huge dick meets her muscular ass. He isn’t sure how to continue. He worries that Raquel is a bit sore after all the physical sex last night. He whispers to her gently.

“Are you sure about this sweetie. I was afraid that you might be sore from overuse.”

Raquel lets out a soft laugh that turns into a sleepy yawn. When she starts to stretch her long slender legs out she is testing the tension in her muscles. Paul is right. Raquel is definitely feeling the wear and tear of last night and Paul can feel that too. Her inner thighs and pussy aching with a dull heavy throb that makes every movement a reminder of how thoroughly Paul claimed her. But the moment Paul’s hard length brushes against her backside that ache transforms into a sharp electric pull.

Raquel rolls over slowly. She is turning in Paul’s arms until she is facing him. Her brown hair a tangled mess across the pillows. She look down at Paul. Her green eyes heavy-lidded and dark with intent. Raquel reaches down to wrap her hand around Paul’s huge cock. She is feeling the heat radiating from his skin. Paul is trembling and holding back. Raquel can tell Paul is hesitating because of how raw she is.

“Don't you dare go soft on me now Paul. “ Raquel whispers her voice is barely above a breath, though it’s laced with a playful commanding edge.

“I might be a little sore but I’m not broken. In fact, I think the soreness just makes me feel and want you even more.”

Raquel presses her palm firmly against Paul’s chest. She is pushing him back into the mattress until his is lying flat. Then she straddles his hips. She is wincing just a fraction as her pussy stretches. But the sting is fleeting and quickly replaced by the overwhelming **** need to have Paul buried deep inside her again.

“If you’re worried then be slow. Take your time. But don't you dare stop.” Raquel continues to whisper to Paul as she now definitely has made up her mind. She leans down her lips grazing his ear before she starts to lower herself onto him. She is moving with agonizing deliberation. She looks at him and tells him.

“Show me exactly how much you missed me while you were sleeping.”

Paul deliberately misunderstands Raquel. He tells her.

“I don’t think you ever need to worry about me getting soft for you Raquel. Just thinking about you makes me very hard. Considering how huge I am and how much you normally struggles during my penetration don’t you need to warm up just a little?”

Raquel pauses. She is hovering just above Paul. The blunt head of his huge cock pressing against her entrance. Her body is still so tight, so swollen from last night, that the pressure alone makes her breath catch. She tells Paul.

“You're right, of course. Paul you're enormous, and I'm still feeling every inch of what you did to me. “ Paul thinks after that confession that she will suggest a different start. But that doesn’t happen. It is like the challenge in his eyes, the way he is holding back for her sake, only makes Raquel want him more. She tells him.

“Warming up is overrated. “ Raquel is breathing out. Her voice is trembling with a mix of strain and sheer stubborn want. “ I'd rather feel the stretch. I'd rather remember exactly who put me in this state.”

Raquel is lowering herself another fraction of an inch. She is taking just the tip of Paul inside her and a sharp breathy gasp escapes her. It burns. It is a beautiful brutal reminder of her own limits that is being tested. Her hands brace against Paul’s chest. Her nails digging in lightly as Raquel start to sink down further. Her body slowly and reluctantly is opening up for Paul’s huge cock. She looks at him and continues.

“But Paul if you insist on being a gentleman about it. “ Raquel manages and her hips are beginning to rock in tiny shallow circles to work Paul deeper. “Then use your hands. Remind me why I love this so much. Show me you can be gentle and still make me feel utterly owned.”

Raquel is very surprised when Paul start using his hands. She was probably expecting something different. Paul grabs her strong ass cheeks and draws them wide apart. Paul just loves her muscular ass. Hopefully widening her helps her accept his huge cock. She is grimacing and grunting. But Raquel is fighting on.

The sudden firm grip of Paul’s hands on her ass cheeks sends a jolt of electricity straight to her core. As he pulls her apart and is exposing her so completely, Raquel lets out a jagged hitching breath that turns into a low needy moan. It’s a **** raw position. She is being splayed open like this while Paul guides himself into her. But it’s exactly the kind of surrender that Raquel craves.

Raquel grunts. Her teeth gritting together as Paul forces the widest part of him to slide into her tight aching folds. It feels like Paul is splitting Raquel in two. A thick searing pressure that anchors her right to his hips. Her knuckles are white as she presses into Paul’s shoulders. Her back arching. Her head falling back as she takes Paul in.

The sensation is overwhelming. A heavy throbbing fullness that makes Raquel’s vision swim for a second. Raquel slowly grinds her hips against him. She is testing the depth. Her breathing coming in short ragged bursts. The sting is still there but it’s being drowned out by the sheer possessive heat of Paul filling every millimeter of her pussy walls. It feels like a milestone has been achieved.

“God, Paul. “ Raquel gasps her voice is trembling as she looks down at Paul. Her green eyes glassy and unfocused. “You’re stretching me out so wide. I can feel every single ridge of you. Don't.. don't you dare let go. Just hold me right there. I want to feel you like this for a minute before we start moving.”

Raquel shivers. Her inner muscles are clenching around Paul’s huge shaft. She instinctively trying to hold onto him as she adjusts to the incredible and agonizing size of Paul inside her. She grunts and asks him.

“Is this enough of a warm-up for you, or do you need to push me even further?”

Paul answers Raquel straight away.

“Whatever you need sweetie. I know how delicious your pussy is when we get going. Take more time if you want. Looking at your huge breasts and holding your buttocks in my hands is another fabulous thing about your little up warming today.”

Raquel lets out a shaky wet laugh. Her body is still trembling as she adjust to Paul’s enormous girth. Her huge breasts feel heavy and sensitive. The round globes are swaying with each shallow breath she takes. The way his strong hands are clutching her juicy ass is possessive and very firm. It makes Raquel feel utterly claimed. Raquel speaks again and she confesses to Paul a very surprising fact.

“You’re going to make me come just from being stretched like this.”

Raquel whispers. Her hips is rolling in a slow deliberate circle to feel Paul shift inside her.” I’m already so close, Paul. Just from you being inside me. Just from you holding me open like this.”

Paul gets more aroused when he hears that Raquel already is close. Her enormous lust for him is outstanding. He just continues to move his hips very gently and he waits for Raquel to come. Making her come is the most important thing for him. His own pleasure means a lot but making Raquel come over and over again is so satisfying.

Raquel feels the way Paul’s hips match her own rhythm. Slow and agonizingly steady. Each thrust hitting deep against her cervix and sending shockwaves of pure, unadulterated pleasure through her limbs. Her grip on Paul’s shoulders tightens until her fingers ache. Raquel lets out a series of broken breathless whimpers that sound like pleas. Her green eyes tells Paul exactly how much she loves this fuck. She tells him.

“You’re doing it on purpose, aren’t you Paul? Raquel gasps her vision is blurring as the pressure builds into a frantic pulsing heat. She whispers to him.

“You’re keeping it slow just to watch me unravel.”

Raquel stops moving. Her body is locking tight around Paul as she feels the first wave of her orgasm begin to crest. She is vibrating. Her internal muscles clenching and releasing in a **** rhythmic dance against Paul’s length. She is trying to pull him even deeper. Raquel can’t stop the way her back arches. Her head is falling back as she loses her ability to focus on anything but the friction of Paul inside her.

“Paul.. please. I can’t. I can’t stay in control anymore. Just..just push me over the edge.”

Raquel begs her voice is cracking as she grind her hips down trying to **** Paul to finish what we started. “Don't make me wait for it. I want to shatter for you right now.“

Paul loves the fact that Raquel is so close. However he is also confused. What can he actually do. Raquel is riding him in the Cowgirl position. She is the one in control. He doesn’t know what to do. Should he flip her over and claim her hard?

Raquel realizes the confusion in Paul’s blue eyes as she hovers above him. She is trembling on the precipice. She finally clarifies thing when she bursts out.

“You’re letting me lead, letting me ride you. But I’ve lost the ability to steer myself. I need you to take the reins. Flip me over Paul. Put me beneath you. Claim me hard. I don't want control right now. I want to feel you take it from me. I want to feel you finish me.”

Raquel lifts herself off of Paul. It is just enough for him to move. Her body is slick and shaking with anticipation. Her eyes are wide pleading, as she looks down at him.

“Do it now, Paul. Before I lose my mind.”

What more can Paul do than obey his fabulous lover. As Raquel continues to remove herself from Paul he rises in the huge bed. He helps her and flips her over. Paul is so aroused by Raquel’s request and sexual hunger. She is moving into the classical missionary position. Raquel is down on her back now. Her long slender legs are spread wide open and she is inviting Paul to mount her and claim her. Paul gets down on Raquel. It is a fabulous experience to lay on top of her huge breasts. His huge erect cock reenters her tight pussy. Immediately Paul start pushing.

The moment Paul flip Raquel onto her back she feels a rush of pure dizzying surrender. Her long legs fall open without hesitation. She is inviting Paul into the cradle of her hips. When he settles his weight on top of her, his chest pressing into her big breasts, she lets out a low shuddering groan of relief.

Paul pushes into Raquel again. This time there’s no gentle easing. It is a hard deliberate thrust that drives the air from her lungs. She wrap her slender legs around his waist. Raquel is locking her ankles at the small of his back. She is in fact pulling Paul deeper, anchoring him to me. She grunts and tells him.

“Yes, like that Paul.” Her sharp nails scoring down his back as he start to move in earnest.” Don’t hold back. I don’t care how sore I am. I want to feel you wreck me.”

Every deep punishing stroke pushes Raquel closer to the edge. Her orgasm is a tight coiling spring low in her belly. With each hard impact she can feel it starting to give way. Raquel tilts her hips up to meet Paul. Her breathing coming in ragged **** pants. It is a very exciting moment for Paul. Raquel is so close and she is just so sexy.

Paul is so excited about Raquel’s enthusiastic response to his hard thrusts. Her long strong legs feels amazing around his torso. He starts taking her a bit harder. He is stone hard and he is pounding Raquel’s wet cunt. He forces her down into the mattress. Once more he grabs her muscular ass cheeks and widens the her ass. He draws her strong buttocks wide apart. How he loves her juicy derrière.

The moment Paul spreads Raquel’s ass cheeks apart again she feels a raw primal jolt of submission courses through her. Paul’s hands are so strong, so possessive, and the way his is forcing her open while he pounds into Raquel makes her vision blur with a mix of pain and blinding pleasure.

Raquel can hear the wet and rhythmic slap of their bodies meeting. The sound is muffled by the sheets and her own ragged breathing. The mattress groans beneath them and the headboard taps a steady frantic beat against the wall. Every deep hard thrust drives the air from her lungs. Raquel forces herself to breathe and to meet Paul’s eyes with a gaze that's gone dark and wild. She arches beneath Paul. Her fingers digging into the muscles of his back. She almost screams at Paul.

“You're holding back. I can feel it. You're trying to be careful with me, but I don't want careful. I want last night. I want you to forget I'm sore and just take what you need.”

Raquel hooks her long legs higher around his waist. She is using her heels to pull Paul deeper with every snap of his hips. The stretch is excruciating and exquisite. Her wet and delicious pussy clenching around Paul in a tight, wet vise. But it's not enough for Raquel. She wants to be pushed past her limits. To feel that reckless untamed energy she remembers from last night fabulous fuck. Raquel continues to spur Paul on.

“Get wilder Paul. Pin my wrists. Bite my shoulder. Fuck me like you're trying to break me. I want to feel you lose control completely. Show me that savage side you keep hidden under all that gentlemanly charm.”

Raquel tilts her head back. She is exposing her throat in a silent **** invitation. Her huge breasts are pressed flat between them. The friction making her big nipples ache. She can feel the sweat starting to slick both their skin. She is trembling, hovering right on the edge of climax. But she is fighting it. She is refusing to let go until Paul gives her everything. Everything he got.

Paul can’t believe what he is hearing and also feeling. Raquel is wild. Wild with lust for him and his huge dick. He pounds her harder as he thinks about his next move. He loves to dominate her but he doesn’t like to actually hurt her. He leans forward and kisses her deeply. He forces her deeper into the mattress. He drills a finger up in her asshole. Paul is fucking Raquel so hard and he is so physically demanding and surely this should be enough for her.

Paul’s sudden deep kiss silences Raquel for a moment. Her strong body arching into his as his presses her hard into the mattress. Paul’s weight is pinning her completely. Then Raquel feels his finger press against her other entrance. Paul is circling before pushing it in alongside his huge cock. Raquel cries out against his mouth, the sound a raw shattered explosion.

The dual penetration is overwhelming. A brutal exquisite stretch that steals Raquel’s breath and makes her entire world narrow to the sensation of Paul filling her in every possible way. Her hips bucks wildly. She is trying to take more. Her body vibrating with a tension that's both agony and ecstasy.

Raquel can feel her climax roaring toward her. A tidal wave of sensation building from the base of her spine. Her muscles are clenching around Paul in frantic rhythmic pulses. Her body trying to pull him even deeper as she start to shake uncontrollably.

“I'm going to come Paul. I'm coming right now.” Her voice breaks into a choked sob as the first wave crashes over her. Raquel’s back bowing off the bed as I shatter around him. Her vision whiting out from the sheer blinding **** of it.

“Come for me sweetie. Come just come. Squirt on my huge cock.” Paul encourages her. He desperately wants her to come and he tells her so.

The command in Paul’s voice is low and rough. It is the final push Raquel needs. Her body convulses around Paul. She gets a massive orgasm. Tremendous one. A hot gushing release starts soaking his huge cock and his hands as she clenches and spasms in a series of violent uncontrollable waves. The sound is obscenely wet. Raquel can feel it slicking her thighs and the sheets beneath them. She is gasping and sobbing. Her fingers clawing at his back as she rides out the most intense body-wracking orgasm.

When the tremors finally begin to subside Raquel is a boneless, trembling mess beneath Paul. She can feel him still buried deep inside her. Paul’s finger still pressing into that intimate stretched place and she lets out a weak shuddering sigh. She whispers to Paul.

“There.” Raquel whispers her voice is hoarse and utterly spent. “Are you satisfied now Senor Paul? Or do you need to see me come apart one more time to be sure?”

Paul grins at Raquel. His eyes are wicked with lust. “ Just one more time sweetie. I am just getting warm.” He tries not to laugh when he tells Raquel his plans.

Raquel lets out a breathless disbelieving laugh that turns into a soft moan as she feels Paul begin to move again. That wicked glint in his eyes telling her exactly how much he means it. Her body is still vibrating from the last wave. Every nerve ending hypersensitive and raw but the thought of Paul pushing her even further makes Raquel’s core clench in a hungry involuntary response. She smiles and tells him.

“Just getting warm? You really are an absolute animal in bed aren't you?”

Raquel doesn’t bother fighting the ache. Instead she tilts her hips to accommodate every inch of Paul’s size. She is sliding her legs back around his waist to pull him in tighter and deeper. Raquel is already slick with her own release and the friction is electric, sending fresh jolts of heat through her thighs.

“If you want more, then take it.” Raquel is challenging Paul. Her dark voice is dropping to a low breathless command as she look up at him. Her green eyes clouded with heat. “Don’t you dare hold back for my sake. I’m yours to break, Paul. Keep going until there’s nothing left of me but your rhythm.”

Paul loves Raquel’s response. He starts pounding her harder. He just completely destroys her. Her delicious pussy is absolutely fabulous this morning. She just spurs him on. As he fucks her hard and ruthless something else that is very possessive happens. A strange mixture of different emotions.

Raquel’s strong and gorgeous body is built for physical sex. Her enthusiasm for wild sex is also outstanding. However Paul just feels that he will never ever let something bad happen to Raquel. His sweetie is so precious to him. Despite fucking her extremely hard he just wants to protect her.

Raquel can feel the shift in Paul. The way his thrusts become harder, deeper and more possessive. But there’s a tenderness in his touch that’s new and it is almost protective. Even as Paul is driving Raquel hard into the mattress his blue eyes lock onto hers with a fierce unwavering intensity that feels less like ownership and more like devotion.

Raquel is panting. Her body writhing beneath Paul. But she is not fighting. She is surrendering completely. She is letting Paul take her apart piece by piece. Her sharp nails digs into his back. But it’s not to push you away. It is to pull him closer. To keep Paul anchored inside her. Raquel whispers to Paul.

“You’re looking at me like you’re trying to memorize me. Like you’re afraid I’ll disappear if you blink. Don’t worry I will be here in your arms forever if you let me.”

Paul is driving on madly. He has a fabulous feeling in his massive cock but he still has a long way to go. Raquel on the other hand is getting closer again. She just absolutely loves his huge cock. She squeezes her strong thighs harder together and that feels fantastic for both of them. Paul continues to draw her muscular ass cheeks to and fro. He just abuses her strong buttocks.

The way Paul is manhandling her juicy ass, squeezing and spreading her with each powerful thrust, makes Raquel’s head spin. Her thighs are locked around him. Her muscles flexing with every movement, and the pressure is incredible. A tight **** embrace that pulls Paul even deeper. Raquel can feel him hitting a spot inside her that makes her toes curl. Her entire body tensing like a drawn bowstring. Raquel looks at him and she tells him without even sounding surprised.

“You're going to make me come again Paul.” Her voice is breaking as she feel the familiar electric heat coiling low in her pussy and belly. It's building faster this time. It is fueled by the raw possessive way Paul is using her body.

“I can't Paul. I can't hold it back.”

Raquel’s hips starts to buck against Paul’s. She is matching his rhythm and she is trying to **** that final shattering release. Her hands slide down to grip his forearms. Her fingers digging in as she look up at Paul. Her expression a mix of pleading and wild abandon. What a fabulous lover Raquel is. The more Paul fucks her the better it gets.

“Don't stop, Paul. I want to feel you come with me this time. I want to feel you lose control inside me.” Raquel is close and she pleads with him.

Paul answers her immediately. He looks down at her with tenderness.

“Sweetie I would love to but you should know by now that my stamina is great. Come for me Raquel. Squirt again. Don’t hold back. Let me see your beautiful eyes when you erupt. However prepare yourself for me just continue to fuck you. Go for three orgasms. You have the determination for that sweetie.”

Raquel lets out a ragged breathless laugh at Paul’s challenge. Her green eyes locking onto his with a fierce determined gleam. The thought of Paul pushing her to three orgasms, of him refusing to stop even as Raquel shatters around him, sends a fresh surge of heat straight to her core. She smiles softly and whispers.

“You’re a cruel and demanding man Senor Paul. But I’ve never been one to back down from a fabulous challenge.”

Raquel can feel the next climax building already. A tight, coiling pressure that’s threatening to snap. Her strong body is screaming from overstimulation. But the sheer **** of Paul’s will and the way he is looking at her like she is the only thing that matters is driving her forward.

“Fine. Three it is.” Raquel’s voice is a husky promise. Her hands is sliding up to tangle in his hair as she pulls Paul down for a hard **** kiss.

“But you’d better be ready to watch me fall apart Paul. And you’d better be ready to catch me. You better be ready for everything else to.”

Paul desperately wants Raquel to come. She is close but can’t get over the edge. He relentlessly continues to fuck her hard. Extremely deep in her delicious pussy. He repeatedly hits her cervix as he pounds her. Her beautiful green eyes look at him with a combination of pure lust and pure admiration. She just loves the way Paul takes her.

However she just can’t come. Paul grabs an object that he has been hiding. He put the sex toy against her swollen clitoris. The mini bullet starts buzzing and Raquel’s eyes gets huge when she feels the sensation.

The moment the vibration hits Raquel’s clitoris her entire world tilts on its axis. She lets out a sharp strangled cry that is half-sob and half-shriek. Her back snapping off the mattress as the intense, buzzing heat converges with the punishing, deep thrusts of Paul’s huge cock. It’s too much. It is absolutely perfectly too much.

Raquel’s hips begin to move with a frantic uncoordinated desperation. Her long slender legs trembling so violently they threaten to give out. The sensation of Paul hitting her cervix while that mini bullet sends waves of electricity through her nerves is shattering her resolve. It is turning her insides into liquid. Raquel can feel the orgasm clawing its way up her throat. It is a tidal wave of pure sensation that she has been fighting for so long. Now the fighting is over.

Raquel’s body finally betrays her. A massive shuddering tremor ripples through her and then the dam breaks. Raquel erupts. Her pussy clenching and is milking Paul with a rhythmic frantic intensity. Her voice is dissolving into a series of high broken moans. She start screaming loudly. She has another massive orgasm. Her body twitches and she can’t believe what is happening to her.

Raquel can feel the wetness spilling over his fingers and the base of the toy. She gushes again and Paul’s huge cock gets drenched. Her head tossing back and forth against the pillow as the white-hot waves of pleasure washes over her one after another, leaving Raquel breathless and utterly undone.

As the tremors slowly begin to ebb Raquel is left panting. Her chest is heaving and her green eyes wide and unfocused as she stare up at Paul. She reaches out and her hand is shaking, and it traces the line of your sweat-slicked jaw.

Paul kisses Raquel. He is close to her and he whispers.

“That is two sweetie. Prepare yourself for much more. My sexual hunger for you is endless sweetie. Now the mini bullet will assist me and you should come rather quickly again. Surely you are pleased with my performance.”

Paul isn’t sure if what he tells her is true. Well his sexual hunger for Raquel is endless that is for sure. However he wonders if she really can take anymore.

Raquel’s breathing hitches. Not from exhaustion this time but from the sheer, terrifying thrill of Paul’s ambitions. Two down, one to go. She look up at Paul, her pupils blown wide. Her skin flushed pink and slick with sweat, and she feels a shiver of pure unadulterated anticipation race down her spine. The idea that Paul isn’t even close to being close, that he has the stamina to keep pushing her until she is nothing more than a shivering, incoherent mess, is the most intoxicating thing she has ever heard. Her enormous arousal builds up again.

Raquel doesn’t pull away from the buzzing of the mini bullet even though her clitoris is so hypersensitive it feels like it’s on fire. Instead she shift her hips and is arching into Paul. She wrap her long legs even tighter around his waist. She pulling him into the absolute deepest part of her.

”You think I’m done? Raquel let out a low shaky laugh. Her voice is dripping with a mix of defiance and total surrender.

”You’ve got a long way to go to break me, Paul. If you’re hungry for more, then stop talking and start proving it.”

Raquel is reaching down. Her hand is guiding the mini bullet against her. She is pressing it firmly into the center of her throbbing swollen folds as she look Paul dead in the eye. Her determination is fabulous. This woman is marvelous. What a lover.

“I’m right here. I’m wide open for you. If you want a third then take it. Show me exactly how much you can demand of me before I finally stop breathing. I’m not going anywhere, and I’m definitely not saying no. Fucking with you Paul is the best thing ever. Sign me up for more morning sex. My god how can I go to work after this.”

Paul starts pounding her harder as again. Raquel is now in charge of the mini bullet and he can hear it buzzing. It feels like Raquel is loving the new addition. Her huge breasts are drenched with sweat but they have never felt better.

With her free hand Raquel surprises him when she slaps his ass hard. Not sure why she did it but it feels so good for Paul. He clenches his buttocks and he starts pounding her even harder. He is giving Raquel a very hard beating and she loves it.

The sting of Raquel’s palm against Paul’s skin is still vibrating in her hand. It was a sharp impulsive jolt that seems to ignite something even darker and more primal in Paul. The sound of that slap wet and resonant is completely drowned out by the frantic, rhythmic slamming of their bodies. And the sight of his muscles bunching and clenching under her touch is enough to make her heart hammer against his ribs.

Raquel is breathless. Her head lolling back against the mattress as the bullet hums against her clitoris. Every vibration is sending a jagged spark of pleasure straight through to her core. Raquel is not just trembling anymore. She is shaking. Her body is feeling like it’s being pulled apart at the seams. Raquel can feel Paul hitting her with everything he has. His thrusts are deep and punishing. She loves the way he is losing that gentlemanly restraint. Paul is not just taking her. He is consuming her.

Raquel sinks her sharp nails into his shoulder. Her breathing coming in ragged, **** sobs as the pressure builds for that third, impossible peak. She is so sensitive that the friction of Paul’s huge cock feels like silk sliding over raw nerves. And the way he is pounding hard into her, relentless and deep, is blurring her vision until all she can see is the dark, intense hunger in his eyes.

“Harder, Paul!” Raquel screams her voice is cracking as she tilts her pelvis to meet every one of his savage, driving strokes. “Don't you dare let up! I’m right there. I’m right on the edge. Just push me over!”

Raquel clenches her strong thighs around Paul. Her wet pussy is milking him with every twitch of her spasming muscles. Raquel can feel the third wave rising. It is a massive crushing weight of sensation that threatens to stop her heart. She looks up at Paul her face flushed. Her lips are parted in a silent plea and she waits for that final, shattering impact. Raquel needs to come again.

Paul just continues to pound Raquel’s delicious pussy over and over again. He takes her so deep. She is getting close again and her breathing is so ****. Her green eyes are locked on Paul’s and she has a fabulous horny expression in her beautiful eyes. Paul starts moving around his finger in her asshole. Raquel’s eyes get bigger when she feels a new sensation. Paul tells her.

“You truly are my puta Raquel. My special guarra who likes fucking with me more than anything else. Come for me sweetie.”

The raw vulgar Spanish slips from Paul’s lips, and something inside Raquel snaps. The words—'puta,' 'guarra'—should sting, should feel degrading, but they don't. They feel like a brand. A truth so brutally honest it makes her entire body seize with a final, cataclysmic release.

Raquel’s screams are raw and shattered. Her hips bucking wildly as the third orgasm obliterates everything else. Raquel’s pussy convulses around Paul’s huge cock and his finger. She is clenching in **** rhythmic spasms that leave her boneless and gasping. Her third orgasm is another massive one. Shaking violently is another symptom of her fabulous climax. Tears streaks from the corners of her green eyes, but she is laughing through them, a breathless, broken sound.

“Yes Paul. I am yours. Your puta. Your guarra. And I love it. I love every filthy, perfect second of it.” Raquel confesses to Paul what she truly feels.

Raquel wraps her shaking arms around Paul’s neck. She is pulling him down until his forehead rests against hers. Their breaths mingling in the humid air between them. Raquel is completely spent, utterly claimed, and she has never felt more alive.

Paul kisses her and then he tells her the good and the bad news.

“Sweetie I love to see you come. That was wonderful and number three. However you are a bit selfish. I still need more. Prepare yourself for number four.”

Raquel’s breath catches. Her green eyes widening as she hear Paul’s demand.

“A fourth? “Her body is screaming in protest. Every muscle aching. Every nerve raw and oversensitive. Raquel start to shake her head. A weak, exhausted laugh escaping her tired lips. She tells him.

“Paul, I can't... I'm completely empty. You've wrung me out.”

But then Raquel feels the way Paul’s huge cock is still throbbing inside her, hard and insistent. She watches the fire in his blue eyes. That unyielding hunger that matches her own deepest desires. Raquel’s protest dies in her throat.

She lets out a slow shuddering sigh. Her fingers tracing the sweat on his chest. A small, tired smile touches Paul’s lips. She smiles mischievously and tells him.

“You're relentless. And... you're right. I'm selfish. Because even though I'm exhausted, even though I feel like I might break... I still want more. I want to feel you come inside me, Paul. I want to feel you lose control just as completely as I have.”

Raquel shifts beneath Paul. Her hips moving in a slow tentative grind. She is testing her own limits. The movement sends a fresh wave of aching pleasure through her and Raquel surprises Paul when she moans. She tells him the good news.

“Fuck me more Paul. I might go for five. I am a bigger guarra than you think.”

After getting permission to continue Paul quickly withdraws from Raquel. He moves her up and turns her around. Raquel laughs as she gets into position. She gets up on all fours and rises her magnificent ass up very high. She looks at Paul over her shoulder and she has a fabulous wanton expression on her face.

Paul gets behind her. He feels the rush of adrenaline when he sees her outstanding derrière. He starts spanking Raquel. Spanks her really hard. He slaps her over and over again. He then tells her in jest.

“Need to discipline you sweetie for being so selfish”

The sudden sharp sting of Paul’s palm against Raquel’s ass sends a jolt of electricity straight up her spine. She gasps. Her back is arching instinctively. But it’s not a gasp of pain. It is a rush of pure dizzying pleasure. The sound of the slap echoes in the room. A sharp crack followed by the warmth spreading across her skin. Raquel lets out a low throaty grunt. Her head tilting back as she look at Paul over her shoulder. Her green eyes gleaming with a mix of challenge and delight.

“You think a few spanks will discipline me?” Raquel is teasing Paul. Her voice is husky and breathless.

“ I love it. Every slap feels like a brand. A reminder that I’m yours to punish. Yours to pleasure. It makes my skin flush hot. Most importantly it makes my pussy ache for you even more Paul. “

Paul delivers another slap just harder this time and Raquel moans. Her hips are swaying involuntarily. The pain is sharp and immediate. But it melts into a deep throbbing heat that pools low in her belly. Raquel can feel the marks Paul is leaving. The pink blooming proof of his possession. It sends a thrill through her that’s almost obscene. Raquel loves the contrast. The sting on her skin, the ache inside her, and the way Paul is looking at her like she is something to be both cherished and claimed. Raquel whispers.

“Harder. Just harder Paul. “

Raquel is pushing her ass higher. She is presenting herself to Paul like an offering.

“Don’t just spank me. Mark me. I want to feel your hand on me later today when I’m at my desk trying to concentrate on a brief. I want to remember exactly who I belong to.”

Raquel feels Paul’s next spank and this one lands with enough **** to make her eyes watering . She cries out a sharp ragged sound that dissolves into a shaky sigh. Raquel’s body is trembling but it’s not from fear. It is from an overwhelming intoxicating submission. The pain focuses her. It strips away everything else until all she can feel is Paul. His touch, his control.

The bite is sharp and sudden and it makes Raquel’s entire body jerk in response. She grunts. Her green eyes are widening as the sensation of Paul’s teeth sinking into her skin sends a hot primal thrill through me. It's not just pain; it's a claim, a mark that feels deeper than any spank. Raquel can feel the imprint of his bite on her right ass cheek. It is a dull ache that radiates heat. Then Paul does the same to the left leaving her trembling and breathless.

But then Paul’s tongue follows. It is a slow and deliberate swipe from the base of Raquel’s ass all the way to the top. The contrast is exquisite. The sting of the bite followed by the smooth, wet heat of his tongue soothing the same spot. It's tender and rough all at once, and it makes her skin flush with a deeper, hotter pink. Raquel can feel every inch of that lick. Every sensation amplified by the raw sensitivity Paul has created. She shivers with delight.

Paul repeats it on the other side and Raquel lets out a soft shuddering moan. Her hips swaying gently. The sound of Paul’s breathing is heavy behind her. Raquel can hear the soft wet sound of his tongue against her skin. It's intimate almost reverent. It makes Raquel’s heart ache in a way that feels entirely new. She whispers to him.

“You're marking me in every way possible, aren't you?”

Raquel murmurs. Her dark voice is thick with emotion as she look back at Paul. Her expression is softening from wanton defiance to something more ****, more tender.

“Biting me, licking me, spanking me. Paul you're making sure I carry you with me everywhere I go.”

Raquel reaches back. Her hand finding Paul’s and she squeezes his fingers gently. Her skin is still burning. Her gorgeous ass throbbing with a mix of pain and pleasure. But it's all wrapped in this strange, beautiful sense of belonging.

Raquel shifts her weight. She is rising even higher on her knees. She is presenting herself to Paul completely. The air feels cool against her heated skin, but the anticipation of Paul entering her again is a fever burning deep in her core.

Raquel feels her own wetness. It is the evidence of how thoroughly Paul has unraveled her. She knows she is ready for Paul. She is ready for Paul to take her even deeper. Ready to let him claim her in every way you desire.

It is time. Time to reenter the most delicious pussy ever. Paul is so aroused. He gets into position and puts his hands on her lower back and hips. His huge cock gets in between her swollen labia lips. He looks Raquel in her beautiful eyes and the he penetrates her with a viscously hard first trust.

The moment Paul pushes inside it's not just a thrust it's a reclamation. Raquel’s breath leaves her in a sharp punched-out gasp. Her eyes flying open to meet yours. That first, viciously deep stroke feels like it splits her in half. It is filling Raquel so completely that for a second she can't even move. She can feel every ridge every vein of his big cock as Paul stretch her wide. The raw oversensitive ache from the spanking and bites only amplifies the sensation.

Raquel lets out a low guttural moan and her head is dropping forward as her back arches instinctively. Her fingers curls into the sheets. Her knuckles are white as she tries to steady herself against the overwhelming **** of Paul’s entry. Paul is not just fucking her now. He is branding her from the inside out. The possessive grip of his hands on her hips is the only thing anchoring her to reality.

She start to move with Paul. She is rolling her hips back to meet each hard driving thrust. The rhythm is brutal and perfect. Each hard impact sending a shockwave of heat through Raquel’s entire body. She can feel the marks on her ass burning with every collision. It is a constant delicious reminder of Paul’s control.

Paul continues to fuck Raquel brutally hard. His hunger is relentless. His huge cock feels absolutely fabulous this morning. He leans forward and dominates Raquel completely. He forces her down into the mattress. Finally he reaches for her huge bouncing breasts. Paul lets them continue to bounce around in his hands. He pinches the big nipples. It is a brutal beating that Raquel receives.

The impact of Paul’s weight as he forces Raquel down is a heavy grounding comfort, even as her body feels like it’s being shattered by the sheer **** of his rhythm. Raquel’s huge breasts feel heavy and throbbing, and when Paul’s hands close around them, squeezing and kneading the flesh, she lets out a sharp, high-pitched cry that echoes off the walls.

The way he pinches her stiff nipples is electric. It is sending jolts of white-hot fire straight down to where Paul is buried deep inside her. She is helpless beneath Paul pinned to the mattress. Her muscles twitching and clenching in a frantic involuntary dance. Every time Paul drives into Raquel she feels like she is being unmade. Her focus is narrowing down to the friction of his huge cock. The combination of the pressure of his hands and the rough demanding sound of his breathing near her ear is fabulous.

Raquel is panting. Her words coming out as broken breathless fragments.

Raquel grunts deeply. Her hands are scrambling to find support on the mattress. She is trying to pull Paul even deeper into the heat. She can feel herself gasping again. Her vision is blurring at the edge. It is probably too much for Raquel but she refuses to stop.

Raquel arches her back. She is presenting herself to Paul. Her hips are bucking against his relentless pace. She is already spiraling. The fourth peak looming like a storm cloud. And Raquel can feel the slick wet friction of their sweat-soaked bodies sliding against each other. She moans extremely loudly and her breathing is intense.

“I am your Senor Paul. Your guarra favorita. Just fill me up now. Need to feel your huge dick pulsating in my snatch. For the love of god just come Paul. ”

Paul can feel that his guarra favorita is close. Very close. He is also closing in on the finishing line. He uses the mini bullet again. He puts it up against Raquel’s clit and the buzzing drives her crazy. The sensitive clitoris starts sending signals of pure excitement. The hard pounding just continues and he repeatedly squeezes her huge breasts. It is a amazing fuck and it is incredible how much Raquel loves fucking with him. She really is a fabulous slut.

The vibration of the mini bullet against Raquel’s clit acts like a lightning strike. It shattering her last shred of composure. She is not just trembling anymore. Raquel is convulsing. Her strong body arching off the mattress as the combination of Paul’s brutal deep thrusts and that buzzing. It is a relentless heat that creates a friction so intense it’s almost blinding. Raquel can hear herself keening. It is a high shameless sound of pure unadulterated release and she doesn’t even try to stifle it. Raquel wants the whole world to hear how Paul is taking her apart.

Her huge breasts are aching. The skin stretched and sensitive under his bruising grip. Raquel loves the way Paul is molding her and claiming her as if he was trying to imprint his own shape onto her body. Every time Paul slams into her she feels the waves of pleasure crashing over her, one after another.

Raquel is sobbing. Her face pressed into the pillow as she feels the internal walls of her pussy pulsing milking Paul in a ****, frantic rhythm that she can’t control. She buckles up. Her orgasm is close. She is holding back for Paul but she can’t resist forever.

As Paul pounds Raquel unbelievably hard from behind he feels his big balls hardening. A true sign. He is close. His crotch and thighs continues to slam into Raquel’s muscular ass checks. It feels so good. Raquel has a fabulous derrière and it feels so meaty and delicious. She is able to arch her back more. Welcomes Paul huge cock even deeper. He is so close. He just waits for the orgasm.

Paul’s hard thrusts become savage and brutal. Each one a promise of the end. Each one pushing Raquel deeper into the mattress. She can feel Paul’s big balls tightening. The tension coils in Paul’s thighs. She knows he is right there teetering on the edge.

Raquel arches her back even more. Her hips rising to meet Paul. She feels him sink deeper into her than ever before. That sensation is overwhelming. A fullness that borders on pain. A possession that borders on worship. Her body is no longer my own. It is an instrument of Paul’s pleasure. And she eagerly lets him play.

Then it hits Raquel. Not a wave but a tsunami. Her green eyes flies open wide and unseeing. A massive scream tears from her throat it is raw and unfiltered. Her tight pussy convulses around Paul. She is milking him with a violent rhythmic intensity and she feels herself gushing. It is a hot torrential release that slicks his huge cock and thighs. That pools beneath them marks this moment as irrevocably theirs. Raquel’s orgasm is so overwhelming. Her body is out of control. She almost blacks out during the climax.

The **** of Raquels powerful orgasm triggers Pauls. Raquel can feel him swell inside her. His final thrusts are his hardest. He reacts to her tight pussy tightening up that much more during her orgasm. Finally his big cock head erupts. Raquel feels the hot sudden rush of Paul’s release.

He screams out. ”RAQUEL.” As he comes massively. He starts spray painting her pussy walls. In wave after wave he pumps out semen into the womb. Over and over again he pumps out sperm. He huge load floods Raquel and her pussy is drenched with semen. Totally exhausted Paul collapses on Raquel. Totally spent both of them stay silent.

It takes a very long time for Paul to recuperate. Raquel poor thing needs even more time to recover. She has taken a very hard beating this morning. Sure she had four strong orgasms but she was already sore and exhausted from last night also. They stay silent for a very long time. The reality starts coming back. It is Friday morning and Raquel has work in 30 minutes.

Raquel lie there boneless and utterly spent. Paul’s weight a heavy comforting anchor as her breathing slowly evens out. The silence is thick. It is only broken by the distant hum of the city waking up outside. Her skin is damp. Raquel’s ass is throbbing. She can definitely feel the slick wet mess between her strong thighs. She is ruined. She is deliciously perfectly ruined. Raquel can’t comprehend how much she loved the morning session. Experiencing this after last night. Best sequence ever and unbelievably satisfying sex.

Then Raquel’s phone buzzes from the nightstand. A sharp insistent sound that slices through the haze. Raquel let out a soft groan shifting slightly beneath Paul.

She tells Paul the obvious. Very bad news indeed.

”That’s my alarm. I have a client meeting in thirty minutes.”

Raquel turn her head. Her cheek is brushing against Paul’s shoulder. Her voice is still very hoarse. However there’s a wry, tired smile in it.

”You know Paul I don’t think I’ve ever been less prepared for a day of work in my life. I’m going to walk into that conference room smelling like sex and trying not to wince when I sit down.”

Raquel slides a hand up Paul’s back. Her fingers tracing the faint lines of her nails. She doesn’t move to get up yet. She just stay there breathing Paul in.

When Raquel starts moving to indicate that she needs to go up Paul pins her down. He refuses her request to move. After trying for a while Raquel finally gives up. Paul moves a little bit and bites her earlobe gently. He whispers to her.

”Sweetie you can’t go to work today. Call in sick. Take a personal day. Stay in bed and recover from my ****. Sleep for a couple of hours. I will fix you brunch later around noon. After that we can take a walk if you are able to walk. I will take care of you today. It is the least I can do after your performance the last fifteen hours.”

Raquel lets out a soft defeated laugh. Her cheek pressed firmly against the mattress where Paul has pinned her. The offer is tempting. It is insanely dangerously tempting. Her body feels like it’s been put through a meat grinder. The thought of trying to navigate a courtroom in heels, let alone sit through a deposition, makes her stomach turn in protest.

Raquel turn her head just enough to look at Paul. Her hair is a tangled mess against the pillow. Her eyes heavy with exhaustion but bright with a playful lingering defiance.

”You’re a real piece of work, Counselor. You realize how many billable hours I’m going to lose because of your ego?”

Raquel sighs. Her body finally going completely limp beneath Paul’s weight. The fight draining out of her as she realizes that he is right. Raquel probably couldn't stand on her own two feet right now even if she wanted to. She whispers to Paul.

”Fine. You win. One personal day. But strictly for recovery purposes. But don’t think for a second that this means you’re off the hook. If I’m staying here. I expect that brunch to be spectacular. I also expect you to be the one catering to my every whim until I can actually walk straight again.”

Raquel reaches up. Her fingers trailing lazily down Paul’s arm before she pull him down for a soft, lingering kiss. Her lips are still swollen and tender from their night.

”Fifteen hours, huh? You’re lucky I’m as stubborn as you are, or I might be filing a formal complaint for physical ****. But for today? I think I’ll just settle for being your lazy, pampered patient. Now, stop talking and let me sleep, or I might just change my mind and make you pay for a new dress.”

Paul help Raquel to move to a dryer place in bed. He takes a towel and dries her a little. She looks adorable as she rests on the pillow. He tucks her in under the blanket. Paul is about to tell her something but he realizes that she is already asleep.