Fuck her in missionary

Without a word, I grab a hold of Cynthia and push her onto my bed, on her back, sending her sprawling. "Wha-" she manages to vocalize before I get on the bed between her spread legs. I take a hold of both her arms and bring them over her head, holding them there while I line my cock up with her entrance. "Hey, you don't-" Cynthia begins but is cut off by her own moaning as I thrust inside her. I start up immediately on a hard, fast, deep rhythm, pushing against her cervix with each thrust.

"So. Rough. To-. -night," Cynthia says, each word punctuated by my thrusts.

"Be quiet," I say.

"What's. Gotten. Into. You. To-. -night?" The sound of our bodies meeting each other fills the room with increasingly wet slaps as Cynthia's sex becomes even wetter with each passing moment.

"I swear, sometimes I think I need to get you a gag," I say, delighting in the thought of filling her mouth with a big, red ballgag. My words seem to have shut her up for now, though, and her the only sounds she makes are little moans and grunts as I bottom out inside her. Cynthia is sprawled out beneath me, her tits shaking with each thrust, her hands held tightly up above her head. Little by little Cynthia's moans become louder and deeper as my pelvis rubs against her, stimulating her clit with each movement.

Looking down my eyes are drawn to her pink nipples, hard and firm and on full display, her hands above her head giving her no way to hide. Not that she would anyway, but currently, I control her pose and it is a stretched out one that puts her tits on prominent display. I grin and consider giving her breasts some attention but realize that I can't bend that way while also holding her hands above her head. Instead I lean into her and begin to nibble at her neck and up to her ears. I've barely begun to touch Cynthia when she begins to shake beneath me.

Her orgasm is intense. She lets out a loud moan, vocalizing all her frustration with my treatment of her and of John's inadequacy in the sexual department, as well as the all the physical pleasure I bring her and the emotional satisfaction she gets from thinking of John. She shakes and I feel her pussy contract and then expand around me, growing warmer as a gush of liquid flows out of her, adding another layer of lubrication to our already covered lower bodies.

I chuckle, realizing that this night will be fun. Tonight, I decide, I will fuck Cynthia until she passes out.