As Drew's smile grows wider, he gives a gentle tug on her ankles, signaling her to start riding him. Sarah, still in awe of how easily his thick cock slid into her, begins to move her hips in a slow, circular motion. The sensation of his slippery cock gliding in and out of her pussy is almost too much to bear, and she can't help but let out a soft moan.
Drew's eyes light up with excitement as he hears her moan, and he gives her ankles another gentle tug, encouraging her to pick up the pace. Sarah obliges, increasing the speed and intensity of her movements.
As Sarah's movements become more frantic, Drew's grip on her ankles tightens, his fingers digging gently into her skin. He leans back slightly, his eyes fixed on the spot where their bodies meet, watching with rapt attention as his cock slides in and out of her pussy. The sound of their labored breathing and the soft squelching of her juices around his cock fill the air, creating a primal, almost animalistic atmosphere within the cabana.
Drew's grip on her ankles tightens even more, his fingers now leaving marks on her skin. Sarah's movements become more and more frenzied as she feels herself nearing the edge. She can feel the tension building in her lower belly, and she knows she's close.
"Oh God, Drew," she cries out, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'm gonna come."
Drew's response is a low growl, and he gives her ankles one final, brutal tug, pulling her down onto his cock with all his strength.
As Drew's growl echoes through the cabana, Sarah's body tenses, her muscles contracting in anticipation of the impending climax. Her hips, still moving in a frenzied motion, slow slightly as she feels Drew's cock surge upward, his pelvis tilting to meet hers. The air is thick with tension, heavy with the scent of sweat and sex, as the two bodies strain together.
Sarah's eyes, fixed on Drew's face, see the cords in his neck stand out, his jaw clenched in a fierce grimace. His fingers, still wrapped around her ankles, dig deeper, the pressure bordering on pain.
Sarah's eyes roll back in her head as the orgasm washes over her, her body shuddering with pleasure. Drew's fingers tighten on her ankles, holding her in place as he feels her pussy clench around his cock. He can feel his own climax building, the pressure in his balls growing with each pulse of her orgasm.
"Fuck, Sarah," he groans, his voice low and guttural. "You feel so fucking good."
Sarah's only response is a low moan, her hips still moving in a slow, languid rhythm as she comes down from her high.
Drew starts his own motions, sliding his cock in and out of her, at first slowly. Sarah’s movements stop, letting him do all the work now.
She is lying on Drew’s chest, as his nearly 10” cock is sliding from tip to base into her fit body. Sarah’s girl cum has coated his cock completely, giving it a shiny appearance. His pace quickens, at first doubling his pace, then penetrating her as fast as he can.
“Bad cowgirl, why did you show up after I texted you? Could you not resist getting fucked again by my black cock again?,” Drew asked. Sarah has trouble answering, each punishing stroke taking away her breath.
Drew feels he is very close, and Sarah senses it too. He slows the pace, making sure he gets balls deep each time. He tells her this is the final warning.
“If you want me to cum in you, you have to tell me if you are playing around, or are trying to get black bred,” Drew states.
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