You risk exhaustion to make love

The feel of fucking Anja's soft breasts and the wet heat of her lips on the head of your cock are quickly bringing you to the point of orgasm. You want something more. You want that feel you recall of her hot cunt gripping your cock. The feel of rutting and slamming your slippery cock into her and exploding inside her depths.

"Enough," you say and push up with your knees.

Anja is surprised to be pushed away, but you don't give her time to question. You pull her up beside you and roll her onto her back, crushing her breasts in your hands and kissing them and licking her nipples. She moans and pulls you against her breasts.

You kiss down her toned belly and she arches her back in anticipation. Her cunt is literally steaming in the cold mountain air and you do not hesitate to bury your tongue in her sweet hole. She pulls you against her and you fuck her with your tongue until she is squirming and moaning and when her pleasure seems to be near to bursting you lick and suck her clit and send her into an orgasm so intense she nearly crushes your head between her clenched thighs.

This diversion at least tames your orgasm. You wipe her juices from your lips and get up on your knees. You kneel between her thighs, looking down at her perfect body splayed out below you. It's cold and crisp and her nipples are very hard.

"Be careful," she warns. "I can control myself, but I cannot control you."

"That's right," you laugh and in one motion sheath your prick in the molten cauldron of her cunt until your cum-laden balls are pressing against her asshole. You impale her on the rigid spear of your dick again and again, holding her hips and growling with pleasure. You lean down and kiss her, slapping against her and thrusting your prick into the tight tunnel of her cunt. She gasps and kisses you back, wrapping you in her legs as you pound in and out of her.

You fuck her until your hips ache with exertion and your prick is straining on the verge of orgasm. Anja pants and moans and kisses your shoulder and neck and kisses your lips so passionately she nearly draws blood. You can feel her shuddering with another orgasm, her walls fluttering around your cock, beckoning you to unload into her demonic womb.

Ignoring your weariness and your straining muscles you wrap her in your arms and without breaking your connection you lift her up. She wraps her legs completely around you and you lift her up and down and walk to the edge of the mountain so that as you fuck you can both see the moonlit plain stretched below. The sweat steams from your bodies. You are like two swords freshly quenched in the waters of creation.

"Do you feel it?" you ask, looking into Anja's golden eyes.

"Yes," she gasps. "Cum inside me! Please! Master! Fill me!"

You hold her up with one arm and hold her ass with the other and slam up and into the boiling socket of her cunt. Your cock strains with pleasure and stiffens and you throw back your head and shout and your prick erupts deep into the demon's cunt. Each churning eruption of your human cum is filled with a healthy dose of your life ****. Each burst of your thick spunk is accompanied by the most intense ecstasy you have ever experienced.

With each burst of spunk you feel yourself weakening. Your knees quake and your thighs are going numb and yet you continue to fuck into her, allowing her to draw out your essence and pumping her full of your boiling seed.

Desperately, you collapse to your knees, Anja riding your lap, and you reach down from her firm ass and grasp your churning cock and pull it out into the cold air. You stroke it and spill the remainder of your seed across her ass and onto the ground and then you can stand no more and you fall back onto the rocks.

Anja realizes she has taken too much and quickly drags you to the bedroll and beneath the blanket. She cleans herself and joins you, infusing the bedroll with magic to heat your bodies and insulate you against the night cold. Your dreams are filled with images of your demonic lover and your yearning for her touch. For now you are happy, but in the morning you will feel the agony of your overindulgence.