Fuck her

I pull my pants down, letting them drop onto the floor, leaving me naked below the waist. Cynthia's eyes fix on my erection as I reach for her panties, pulling the fabric to the side to reveal her glistening, clean-shaven pussy lips. She ready for me, as she always is, so I waste no time in pressing myself against her sex. I feel my dickhead sink between her hot, soft, slick labia. There is the slight resistance to my head as I press myself inside her that I am so very familiar with. It seems that no matter how often and roughly I fuck Cynthia, her pussy is always just slightly too tight to embrace my girth on the first try. Pussies are elastic and can take quite the pounding, as I know from experience, so I don't bother much with being gentle.

I groan as I slip deep inside Cynthia and I see her close her eyes, her lips forming a silent O. As I bottom out inside Cynthia, I feel the stiff resistance of her cervix. I pull back and begin to thrust into her, hard and fast. I have no intention of making this last too long, I don't want to make Cynthia late for her date, I just want to remind her that her body belongs to me. I see Cynthia put down the eyeliner she was holding and using one hand to steady herself against the bathroom counter, while the other goes between her legs, increasing her pleasure. As I pound into her, the sound of flesh slapping together filling the bathroom, I enjoy the sight of half-made up face in the mirror as Cynthia attempts to get off before I do.

I'm a bit surprised when she does, letting out a deep breath that I hadn't noticed she was holding in, her body shuddering, her head lowering and her legs going weak as her orgasm washes over her. I place my hands on her hips, holding her up as I begin to fuck her into the sink. The position looks quite funny and I can just make out her face in the mirror, a blank expression of satisfaction. I laugh at the sight and start to fuck her harder, driving myself to a quick orgasm.