You still can't push her off.

Your hands grip her ass tight but they can't stop her from continuing to milk your cock, the sensation on its own is incredible and each movement she makes brings you closer and closer to orgasm.

Just as you feel Faye's tongue flick over your ear lobe, you pull your feet up, bend your knees and push up hard in an attempt to roll her off you.

Faye squeals as you push her up and over, but she quickly slips her legs between your own in a grapevine and tightens them, causing your efforts to suddenly stop and your body to flatten to the bed again.

"John did you just try to push me off you..?" Faye pointedly asks.

"Umm... maybe..?"

"Hmmm you naughty boy, i think you may have to be punished for that..." She grins wickedly down at you.

"Ummm..." you repeat.

"Now... what should we choose? Maybe..." Faye rolls her hips hard, driving you wild and causing you to groan quite loudly.

"This? Could be lots and lots and lots... of this..." She repeats, each time she milks your cock hard.

How you didn't cum on the spot was a miracle in itself.

Faye smiles again. "Or maybe something else?"

Quickly running with her fresh idea, she unhooks her legs from your own and slips off your tortured cock. She shimmies up your body, buffering your face softly with her warm breasts, then belly. Before you know it you have two hot thighs tightly encasing your face and one very wet and very bare pussy inches from your face.

You quickly focused on it; it was plump and dripping wet. It was also big but belied just how tight she was. You inhaled, she didn't have a strong scent and actually smelt intoxicating. You had to have a taste.

You look up to see Faye say something but her soft thighs had an iron grip on your head and sealed off all hearing for your ears.