She is not ready for him to cum

"No, Tom!" she screamed and pushed him off of her. "I'm not ready for you to cum. You wait here. I'll be right back." She got off of the bed and left the room. He almost lost his mind. He was about fill her with his hot load and she told him to stop! His cock was throbbing and his balls were aching. He could hear her talking to him from down the hallway. "Tom," her voice was faint coming down the hall but still audible, "the only men I have ever been with was my husband. He only fucked me the same way you just did, on top of me. I want something different and you aren't cumming until I get it."

Tom's mind raced through the different positions that he knew as he heard her bare feet on the hardwood floor, coming down the hall. His cock was pulsing with the blood engorged in it. "Climb up on me, Lisa," he said to her wanting her pussy now more than ever. "What? I don't understand." "Sit up on my lap and slip my cock inside you." Lisa smiled and did as she was told. A long moan escaped her as she slid down on Tom's rod and wrapped her legs around his waist. Sitting on the side of the bed with his feet flat on the floor he drove his cock deep into her. She squealed with each thrust.

Simultaneously they turned their heads and watched themselves in the mirror on the headboard. Lisa's legs were locked behind him. Her arms were around him and her tits were pushed flat against his chest. They could see the sweat glistening on their bodies. he could feel her cream running down his cock to his balls. He wrapped his arms around her ass and stood, lifting her and driving his dick deeper into her cunt. Tom carried her across the room with his cock still inside of her and put her back to the wall. Her nails dug into his back again as he stabbed and pounded his cock into her deep hole. Lisa took a handful of his hair and pulled his head back. Her mouth went to his neck and he could feel her teeth close around it. She squeezed him tight with her legs and her thighs began to twitch.

"This is so fucking good, Tom. I love it! I LOVE IT!!!! It's so... fucking... GOOD!" Tom drilled her twat until he could barely hold her up. He turned and carried her back to the bed before he dropped her. As she let herself fall to the bed he could feel her nails scratch across his back. The pain was terrible and exciting at the same time. Her back hit the bed but she didn't release her legs. He drilled her harder.