Keep fucking me, John!

"I'm going to take you again, you know, tutoring isn’t finished today."

"Oh, I hope so. As often as you want!"

You grunted anxiously and fucked a little faster, loving the way her pussy squirmed and applied rippling wet friction so lovingly. Your hands squeezed her tits with the same kind of adoring desire. You kissed, tongues intertwined, your bodies fused in passion. You gave another grunt and fucked still faster. You were driving deep and hard, almost to the point of torturing Chad’s deflowered girlfriend.

"It's all right. Don't stop! Ooooh. Keep fucking me, John! Keep fucking as long and hard as you can!" Mariah's mind whirls. She'd never thought Mr. Ungrateful’s stubborn refusal not to wear a condom for two years was doing her a favour, but he did.

His ass-fucking and sucking his cock had prepared her for this great pleasure.

She lifted her legs and scissored them around your waist. That angled her dripping cunt to take even deeper thrusts. Her arms hugged your neck and her hips whirled in a spiral of straining delight.

You felt your balls simmering up another load for her. They ached as the pressure increased, jarred each time they slapped her lusciously soft ass. You gulped and drilled her with a blurring fury of deep thrusts.