Penetrated

A little clarity poked its way through the haze of arousal in Andy's head and she managed a “N-n-no, p-p-please….” as he pushed his head in. “C-c-condom-oooooooohhhhh” she moaned as he pushed himself slowly inside of her. Andy was lost in a dream as his girth **** the walls of her pussy apart, the sensation too much for her to concentrate on anything else right them. She was tight and petite so John was taking his his time, ensuring both of them felt every inch as he penetrated her. His dark skin contrasting against her pale skin . “Ain’t no condoms in your life anymore bitch. Fuck that pussy’s nice” he moaned as he bottomed out.

Andy could feel his balls hanging below, draping themselves down her cheeks as John paused. Without thinking she let go of her legs and wrapped them around him, holding him in a sexual embrace as her body adjusted to his size and length. Subconciously she was surprise she could even take him, he was much bigger than either of her previous partners. John began backing himself out and Andy adjusted her legs to let him, his cock now shining in the studio lights as her juices lubricated it. when he was almost out of her he plunged back in, pushing her right back into her building orgasm. As he continued to fuck, her body absorbed the **** of the impact and her moans filled the studio. She briefly thought about David again and his skinny cock spurting in her hand as the snake between her thighs tapped her cervix over and over.

Her moaning got stronger and louder as they fucked, and it was clear she was getting close to cumming. Her face and chest were now bright red and her pussy continued to get more and more wet. “You gonna cum bitch? You gonna cum on my dick?” He said. “Mm-mm” she managed, her words having disappearing under the rising tide of her orgasm. She broke as it crashed over her, her body twitching and spasming as John continued his work. When she’d finished she lay spread eagle on the floor, panting with sweat coating her body. John withdrew himself slowly from her and stood, leaving her gaping hole pulsing. Without a word he bent over and grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her up to her feet. Andy did her best, though her legs still did not seem to work. Like a baby deer she wobbled as she was led to the bed, Greeley following behind them with the camera focused on her lithe, sweaty body.