Tina on her back, legs up

I didn't answer with words. I grabbed her by the waist and flipped her over onto her back. Her eyes were glassy, her face flushed, a beautiful, satisfied smile on her lips. I spread her legs wide, hooking my arms under her knees and lifting them up, pushing them toward her chest. Her pussy was wide open to me, pink and swollen and impossibly inviting.

I plunged back into her. This angle was even deeper. Her eyes rolled back in her head. "Oh god, oh god, oh god," she chanted, a mantra of pure ecstasy. I was lost in the feeling, the tight wet heat, the sight of her perfect body beneath me, the sounds she was making.

I sat up, her ankles resting on my shoulders, my hands gripping her thighs as I pulled her into me. I placed my left leg on the floor, using it to add power and stability to my thrusts. Tina's breasts bounced wildly. I couldn't take my eyes off of them. Her hands went to her hair, rummaging through the blonde, tangled mess. Her head rolled back and forth against the arm of the couch.

I felt it building. That familiar tingling at the base of my spine, a pressure growing behind my balls. My thrusts became more erratic, more desperate. I was getting close.

NO, I thought. I'm not done.

I thrust one more time then collapsed forward onto my hands. Eagerly, I kissed Tina, my tongue quickly slipping into her mouth. She moaned and whimpered as she continued to buck into me. My left hand found her hip, grabbing appreciatively as she ground her clit against the base of my cock. My right drifted up to her face, my thumb caressing her cheek. Her eyes shot open, sparkling with an intense tenderness.

"OK," she said. I think she knew what I had planned. That I was going to hold off as long as I possibly could and that she was just going to have to come along for the ride.