More inches until you are all the way in.

5 inches, 6 inches, more inches until you are all the way in. As soon as you have her fuckhole stuffed full of your hard cock, Trish's cunt tightens around it as she goes into an incredible orgasmic state. Trish grabs hold of your waist pulling you, trying for deeper penetration. Her body literally shakes as her orgasm rocks through her body. For almost a full minute you can feel waves of pleasure shaking her as she continually cries out, "I'm cuuuuming, I'm cuumming. Ooooooh, John!"

Finally her orgasm subsides as she begins to relax. You haven't cum yet so you start pumping in and out of her. Her cunt is soaked with her fresh juices. Your cock feels like an iron rod pistoning in and out of her hot box. Again, Trish tightens up as another orgasm starts. "Oh fuck, John! Oooooooooh!! Fuck me, Fuck me. I'm cumming again."

In her delirious state you whisper your request. "Can I cum in your mouth?"

"Oh! Yessss, Yessss, cum in my mouth, John" she begs. "I want to taste you."

You yank out of the tight grip of Trish's cunt and jerk yourself at her face. "I'm cumming," you say to her. A tremendous stream of cum hits her in the face splattering all over her. Trish quickly opens her mouth to catch three more strong thick wads of your cum.

You can see the white sticky jism all over her tongue and inside her mouth. Trish closes her mouth and swallows. While she tastes your sperm you continue to flood her face with your thick hot cum. With only a few drops of sperm dripping off the end of your cock, Trish licks her lips. You slide your cock in her mouth for her to suck any remaining cum out of you and in the process she licks your shaft clean.

Her face is covered with your white sticky spunk and Trish makes no immediate attempt to clean it off. She takes a deep breath saying, "That was so good. Why did you make me beg like that?"

You scrape the cum off her face with your fingers and feed it to her until you have her face cleaned up. She eats every drop, lingering to enjoy each mouthful.

You both finally get up and dress. You tell Trish to stop by tomorrow. "I can't wait," she says. "Maybe we can do it again?"

"Well, I have something else in mind." you say.