To hold back

Looking down at the slutty beauty who had so far taken all that he could dish out and still come back for quite sloppy seconds, Dareios decided that he would hold back and give her a sample of just how long that he could pump one of her holes mercilessly without stopping to spray his jizz all over her. And besides, the longer he held out the higher the odds of him producing a load that would truly amaze her.
Ceasing his pounding of her tits with his massive fuckstaff, Dareios glanced at the door.

“When does this place close?”
“It doesn’t” Zalah replied, after moaning a bit in disappointment over him stopping his sliding of his cock up through the cleft between her tits, even if the two orbs were still squeezing against the thick pillar of glossy, rock-hard meat, “according to what I’ve heard, the last time place was closed was two years ago. There was a fight, four people died, and the place closed for just long enough for the blood to be mopped up before its doors were thrown open again.”
“Good,” Dareios said, bobbing his hips slightly so that his cock slithered around in between Zalah’s tits, his balls being rubbed against her muscular stomach in a way that ensured that she could feel each and every rumbling that the two massive globes made as they churned out more and more cum that was simply waiting until it could be shot out from the fat tip of his member.
“Don’t worry,” Zalah told him, “it’s not like we’ll hear anyone knocking on the doors, no matter how hard they pound them. Or at least I don’t intend to.” She finished off with a grin so naughty that it caused Dareios to let loose another gush of pre-cum, this one exiting his pisshole with such **** that it shot straight upwards until it was splattered against the ceiling.

“Can you please continue fucking my tits now?” Zalah asked Dareios in a sweet and submissive tone that he found to be fundamentally different from that of the cock-crazed, self-assured slut that had come waltzing into his life not that long ago.
After a moment of silence which he spent gawking her ever astounding beauty, Dareios grinned hungrily and let out a deep “No,” before letting go off her tits and shoving his hands into her armpits.
Zalah was tall, femininely muscular and incredibly curvaceous, but Dareios now hoisted her upwards into the air with such ease that he had to restrain himself so as to avoid banging her head into the ceiling. Yelping out her surprise at his actions, Zalah was still somewhat dazed by it by the time that he had placed her on her side on top of the table.

But Zalah soon regained her composure when she felt how Dareios began to rub the leaking tip of his gargantuan fuckpole all over heart-shaped ass, his pre-cum spilling out onto the bronzed skin of her flawless buttocks in vast quantities.
The size of her tits now posed a bit of a problem to Zalah, because they made it quite hard for her to look at Dareios, but she didn’t need to see him to realize what it was that he wanted, and she shifted herself to her right while using one of her hands to tug her left buttock upwards and thereby expose her wide-open bunghole.
Squirting out another thick gush of pre-cum as he was confronted with Zalah’s asshole, Dareios immediately began to rub the bulging business-end of his dick all over the crack of her ass, causing its skin to begin to glisten with wetness, and slowly closing in on her asshole.

“A fucking monstercock that doesn’t go soft, a pair of huge balls that never run out of cum, and the man’s a fucking tease… just my luck.” Zalah teased Dareios, who responded by stopping his cockhead just as it was pressed against her sphincter.
Standing absolutely still for five seconds so that he could savour the moment, Dareios relaxed his entire body, and then pushed his hips forwards, the purple head of his dick quickly forcing Zalah’s cinnamon ring to expand and give way so that his cockhead was suddenly entrenched up her rectum.

In response to this, Zalah’s face was turned into a mask of pure unadulterated bliss, and there was not the faintest trace of any inhibitions in the ecstatic shriek that she now let out and allowed to go on until it died out, little by little. By this point Dareios had managed to fit about six inches of his cock into her asshole, and he found it to a very snug fit which still allowed for him to keep feeding his cock into her in an unbroken pace.

Now Zalah demonstrated her agility by first lifting her left leg until it was pointing straight up into the air, and then dropping it backwards until her ankle was resting on Dareios’ right shoulder. Wrapping his hand over her shin, Dareios gave himself an extra push so that nearly three of his twelve inches were **** into her anus in one single move, thus drawing another satisfied shriek from Zalah.

The movement of her leg had fully exposed her pussy, and Zalah therefore took the opportunity to move her hand down to it, gritting her pearly teeth together as she used her index and middle finger to **** her labia apart and allow the air to brush against the innermost pinkness of her honey-drenched twat.

Moving her hand upwards again until she came against her clitoris, Zalah at first pressed one of her long fingernails against it, forming her toothsome lips together in an “O” as she blew out air through them, and then caught the nub between her thumb and her index finger.

While Zalah set out to relentlessly toy with her clitoris, Dareios had just another inch to go before all of his horsecock was firmly introduced into her anus. Snarling and huffing, Dareios felt a droplet of sweat run down his forehead to be caught up by one of his eyebrows as he made his one final thrust before he was rewarded by the sensation of Zalah’s silky pussy lips brushing against his balls.

Now, Dareios pulled himself back and proceeded to pound Zalah’s ass in earnest, laying every pound of his brawny build behind his thrusts as he rocked her back and forth in front of him, a loud Smack! filling the room each time that his pelvis hit her left buttock.

Amazingly, even while he was reaming her asshole with every ounce of strength that he could muster and she was manipulating her own clit like a woman possessed, Zalah still found enough oxygen to repeat the feverish demand for him to fuck her “Harder!”

Reminding himself to relax every so often to avoid having his cock transformed into a cum-geyser, Dareios could actually feel his nutsack being weighed down by the sperm that his testes were producing.

Then his ballsack was showered with thick drops of gelatinous girlcum as Zalah climaxed in a fashion that could best be described as explosive, copious jets of her honey now spraying out of her pussy to smatter against Dareios’ balls and thighs and all over the table.