Yes, like a sex-crazed bitch*

“Back up on all fours,” I command Cristiana roughly. She scrambles up. I get off the bed and move the rig.

“You want a different angle, maestro?” she coos.

“Yeah,” I say. I get up behind her, grab her hips, and bury my cock balls-deep in her tight, wet heat. She makes a sound like a demented teakettle. I grab her arm and hold it behind her back, gripping her elbow with both hands. “I want the camera to have a good view of your face while I fuck the holy living shit out of your defenseless little cunt.” I pull most of the way out, then slam my cock forward like a battering ram. I start jackhammering her hot body as hard and fast as I possibly can.

“Fuck yeah—fuck yeah—” Cristiana gasps. “Hammer my pussy with that big fuckpiston—blast me with that big fucking pussyrocket—pound that tight little hole—fucking pound that horny teenage cunt—it needs a hard fucking from a real man . . . Ruin that tight fucking pussy—ruin it for any other cock—ruin it for my pencil-dick boyfriend . . .” Boyfriend?! She didn’t mention having a boyfriend . . . What the heck, I’ve fucked married women, what’s a boyfriend, anyway? “Dump that pencil-dick,” she moans, “I’ve found a real man who can satisfy me . . . don’t need a boyfriend with this cock in the building . . . so fucking good . . .”

“I’m gonna pound that tight teen cunt so hard, you’ll still feel me in you tomorrow,” I growl. “I’m gonna drive it up between your ears so you can only think with your pussy.”

“Yeah—yeah—yeah—” Cristiana pants. “Give it to me, maestro—give it to me—have your way with me—fuck me hard and wild . . .”

“Then cum for me,” I grunt. “Cum for me now.”

“Yes, maestro—” she gasps, then explodes on my dick with a shattering scream. I let go of her arm; Cristiana slumps forward and trembles as her orgasm blows her mind.

I keep hammering her through her spasms. Her hair is all off one side of her head, so when her orgasmic storm passes, I grab her shoulder and pull hard. Christina shrieks through her teeth and cums again.

“That’s it, vixen,” I growl. “Take that fucking cock—take all of it . . . take it deep, let it stretch your teen cunt nice and tight.” Cristiana’s tits swing wildly under the rhythmic blasting I’m giving her.

“Take me, maestro,” she moans. “Take my pussy—take what you want—take everything—own my little pussy . . . take me—use me—just don’t stop fucking me—I’m so close—gonna cum again—again, again, again, so hard, so fucking hard, I feel it building, I’m so fucking high just don’t stop don’t stop don’t stop—I—I—I—I—fuck—fuck—fuck—fuck—me—I’m—I’m—Iain!”

Cristiana shrieks like an outraged eagle as a truly epic orgasm hammers her under. Her cunt grips me so hard, I sheath myself to the hilt in her body and hold there while the cataclysm rages.