Take her

Breathing in, Ethan gathers his resolve before pushing forward. He rolls over, falling onto Layla, pushing her flat against the bed. She lets out a giggle of approval as she's bared down on, Ethan taking satisfaction he's on the right track. Leaning in, he kisses her again, roughly this time, letting his lust for her set the pace. Matching his energy, Layla kisses him back, her hands wrapping around and pulling him close.

Her cock pokes against his belly and her tits squish against his chest. Shifting slightly, trying not to escape either sensation, Ethan positions himself between her thighs, wiggling them apart with his hips. Layla welcomes him eagerly, spreading wide, allowing the younger man to get into just the right spot without any issue. Ethan feels her breathing quickening, her chest heaving slightly against him while her nose starts to work faster. She's eager for it, and so is he. His cock is aching to feel the warmth of her womanhood, and it's so close it can feel the heat of her loins already.

Trying not to break the kiss, he shifts his hips, poking his swollen cockhead against her unseen twat. Her anatomy makes it tough to get it right at first, but gets were he needs to be, letting out a soft huff when he feels her against him. She's wet, soaked really, her cunt just as excited as her cock. Ethan can't help but quiver thinking about that and holds the thought as he slips inside of her.

Layla shudders below him, then turns her head and breaks the kiss. She moans slightly, taking a few deep breaths after to measure herself. Looking back and Ethan, she gives him a quick nod, encouraging him to keep going.

Lifting himself up and bracing his hands on the bed, Ethan readies himself before putting his hips to work. He starts slow, easing back and forth, sliding his aching shaft in and out of Layla's sodden twat. She feels heavenly around him, flexing and clenching his shaft, all while up above she makes ear-catching noises. The sounds encourage him to move faster, fucking her now, letting the lust that motivated his lips now control his hips. Within ten thrusts he ramps up to a pace he finds straining, but Layla seems to love.

"Oh, Ethan..." she moans, shuddering. Her cock seems to fatten, and Ethan thinks he sees it leaking pre. His eyes can't decide where to settle, the whole of the buxom woman below him deserving his full attention. He's taken slightly by surprise when her legs wrap around him, squeezing him with wicked strength. "E-Ethan..."

Grunting slightly, Ethan tries to go harder, digging deep and fighting the squeeze around him. His cock throbs inside the blonde woman below him, the sensation almost painful. Something about her is making him feel harder than usual, bigger as well, although Ethan can't really confirm it. Breathing hard, sweat already beading on his face and neck, he works himself and his hips harder. Layla's moans intensify, adding fuel to the lusty fires inside of Ethan's soul. He watches her tits heave and bounce as he fucks her, the sight of the massive orbs making his head feel light. Her legs around him clench tighter, the feeling making him wince, but he keeps going, resisting the growing need to stop or slow.

Layla makes a throaty noise, and Ethan feels her hands and legs shaking as they clench him. Her breathing is faster, almost as fast as his, with her sucking in air between moans. Gazing up at him, she gives him a **** look, one that makes Ethan's cock pulse painfully. She wants more.

Ethan knows he can't go much longer. He was tired to begin with and he's burning energy fast. Still, he knows he needs to hold out a little longer, and gritting his teeth he gives Layla the best he can muster. Slamming hard into her, he fucks her with the last strength he can summon, figuring he needs to go all out now before it's too late. Gasping, spine twisting, Ethan feels his bones and muscles protest. But he keeps going, rolling his hips hard, driving his aching cock in and out of Layla's greedy pussy as hard as he can manage. His balls tense. He's about to cum. He's got second, maybe five at most, before he blows his load. Groaning defiantly, he plans to fuck Layla to the finish and over if that's what he needs to do, praying he has enough in him to get her to where she desires to be.

When Layla lets out a deep belly moan, Ethan knows he did enough already.

They cum together, both of their orgasms powerful and bone-rattling. The scent of cum hits Ethan's nose hard, although it isn't his own. Moaning, Layla writhes below him, shaking as she's consumed by euphoria. Ethan unloads a ball-draining explosion into her gushing cunt, painting her insides white. Shuddering, his hips flatter and then stop his energy giving out all at once, feeling just as tapped out as his balls. His arms buckle, and he collapses. Falling onto Layla's quivering body, he feels sticky warmth against his chest, Layla's cum smearing against him. More is still spurting out from her turgid mast, although it seems the bulk of it has already been been released. Aside from being sticky, she's also impossibly soft, her tits in particular feeling like angel-sent clouds against his tired body.

Eyes fluttering, Ethan feels himself starting to fade.

“Ethan…” Layla shudders, "Holy fuck..."

Ethan doesn't really hear what she said, exhaustion overtaking him.

The world becomes black.