Olana turns away from you, bracing her hands on the back of her heavy wooden chair, taking a wide-legged stance. "Now," she says over her shoulder, "get inside of me."
Your aching cock is certainly ready for her. You stand, and she nudges her broad hips back toward you. With one hand on her ass, you take your shaft in the other hand and guide it. The angle isn't right at first, but she leans forward further, spreads her feet, bringing her hips down just a little. Immediately, you slide deep into her.
She gasps and shivers, her quick motion sending a thrill through your cock. Given the scale Olana is built on, you had worried there might be a size problem, but she's a snug fit, soft and slick, tight enough that you can feel the slightest tremor in her pussy.
When you draw out of her, then take another long, deep thrust, she groans, throwing her head back. You thrust into her again, again, and she's soon breathing hard. "Faster," she whispers, and you obey, driving into her quickly and eagerly.
Her stance is rock solid, giving you enough resistance to thrust into her deeply and vigorously. You both groan as your pace quickens, as the heat between you builds. When your cock swells, she chokes off a cry. You lose control, driving into her, clutching her hips.
Then one last **** push sets you off, and your shout isn't half as loud as hers. With every thrust, your cock releases another surge into the warm, close embrace of her pussy. Her moans become one long growl as she presses back against you, urging you deeply into her.
In the end, you find yourself leaning against her in exhausting, your cock drained but still throbbing, her body hot and sweaty against yours.
She growls in pleasure again, and you feel the vibration down to your toes. "Good," she says. "Next time we will not be so quick. I would enjoy an hour of that."
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