... in Andrea's pussy

Derek kept breathing harder and faster as he fucked Andrea. She felt so good to him, so warm, wet, tight, and smooth. He wished he could fuck all night and never wear out -- but between Andrea's hot body and Isabella's sultry voice, Derek knew he wasn't going to last much longer.

His rhythm of fuck, wait, withdraw became less effective as he felt a climax coming. In his mind, he began counting back from ten. Just ten more strokes, I can hold out for ten more strokes.

Ten. Isabella whispered again, "Fuck her, big boy, fuck her hard. She needs it. She wants it." Isabella dug her fingernails into Derek's back and scratched downward.

Nine. "I'm getting really close, baby," Derek moaned. "Really close. Where do you want it?"

Eight. "Don't stop," cried Andrea. "Don't stop -- keep going, my love, keep going."

Seven. Jesus Christ, though Derek, there is no way I -- he took a gasping deep breath and froze. He clenched his ass and tried to ignore the sensation of orgasm beginning to emerge.

Six. "Fuck this little whore," spat Isabella. "Fuck her wet little cunt, fuck this blonde bitch and fuck her hard."

Five. "Where ... please god, tell me where ..."

Four. Andrea rolled her head back and wrapped her legs around Derek's back. She tensed her muscles, and pulled him into her, holding him there.

Three. Does she want me to come inside her? Andrea held Derek tightly to her. Derek was much stronger, and probably could have backed away if he wanted to.

Two. Derek hadn't realized it, but Isabella moved up behind him, pressing her naked body against his back. Isabella brought her arms around Derek, and grabbed hold of Andrea's upper thighs, helping her maintain a lock hold on Derek. Fuck, I'm going to come inside her, Derek thought.

One. With very little room to maneuver, Derek pressed one more thrust deep into Andrea's pussy, and held still for a second or two. His body convulsed, he felt the first surge of orgasm rush through him, through his abdomen, toward his groin. Isabella strengthened both her grip on Andrea's legs and her pressure against Derek's back. Andrea squeezed her legs tighter around Derek, her ankles locked behind him. Once again, Derek tensed the muscles of his ass to contain the inevitable explosion.

Zero. With one more deep inhalation of breath, he released all his tension. His body pulsed irregularly as his orgasm took control. He felt his balls pumping, his cock throbbing, and the inside of Andrea's cunt shimmering. He thought he imagined Isabella smiling behind him. He pressed his body into Andrea's pussy with each pulse of his climax, the pulses becoming slower and more spaced out each time.

Finally, Derek felt the last wave of orgasm pass through him. He had given everything he had to this woman, and the moment he pulled out, he figured he'd see his good efforts dripping out of her pussy back onto the couch. He felt Andrea's legs clench once again around him, holding him inside her a moment longer. His cock was still hard, but beginning to relax. Isabella wrapped her arms around his chest. He could feel her breasts pressing against him. With his right hand, he pulled her head over his shoulder. She kissed his neck.

Andrea gave one more squeeze, but then loosened her grip on Derek. He gave her two more mini thrusts, his cock now softening inside her. He slipped his dick out; it was covered in his own spunk, and mere moments after pulling out her hole, he saw more of his jizz beginning to drip forward.

Isabella gracefully let go over Derek, and slithered around him to bring her mouth to Andrea's dripping cunt. As Derek's good efforts began to flow out, Isabella used her tongue to catch any loose drops, as well as to give Andrea a little extra something in the process.

Derek watched this entire episode unfold in front of him, and was so turned on, he nearly thought he could get right back into fucking her all over again. But with another deep breath and a sigh, he resigned himself to this being the end of his night ... at least, for now.