Round Two

Marilyn rolled Jack to the side and sat up, pulling her dress over her head. In just her bra, she dove onto his thick erection, swallowing it whole. As she bobbed up and down, she reached behind her back and unsnapped her bra, tossing it over her shoulder into the rest of the room.

Jack watched in awe as Marilyn took him in, her hands gripping his shivering shaft tightly. She was a vision of raw desire, her lips glistening with saliva and the taste of him. First, he removed his shirt, tossing it randomly. Then he kicked off his shoes, unbuttoned his slacks, and slid them from under Marilyn's mouth. Now that he was naked, he stroked her hair, thrusting gently into her mouth, fucking her mouth, and she was happy to take as much as he was willing to give.

Her eyes looked up at him pleadingly, begging for more. Jack obliged, pulling her towards him and rolling onto his back, Marilyn straddling his chest. Her wet pussy was as inviting as ever, her slick lips glistening in the dim light of the session room. He took her hips and guided her down onto him, feeling her warmth envelop him as she began to ride his thrusts.

Marilyn ravaged him with fervor, her pussy grinding into him as their bodies became intertwined.

"Oh, Shit. Fuck me, Jack. Fuck me harder!" Marilyn cried, her walls pulsating around him.

Jack couldn't help but smile as he felt her tight pussy grip him, the sensation overwhelming his senses. He thrust upwards into her, grinding their pelvises together and causing her to cry out in pleasure.

The session room was now filled with the moist sounds of their lovemaking, the scent of their passion heavy in the air. Marilyn's moans grew more urgent, her body trembling as she neared the edge of ecstasy.

"Harder, Jack!" she cried, her eyes wide with desire.

Jack needed no encouragement; he thrust harder, his cock sliding deeper and deeper into her welcoming pussy. Her walls clung to him, milking him of his essence as she rocked her body, meeting his thrusts with a hunger that rivaled his own.

Their bodies moved as one, their excitement reaching a fever pitch as they continued to fuck. Jack's hands gripped Marilyn's hips, pulling her down onto him, each thrust harder than the last. Marilyn's nails dug into his skin, her breath becoming ragged as she neared the brink of climax.

The sounds of their lovemaking filled the session room, the scent of their arousal heavy in the air. Jack's cock glided in and out of her slick, welcoming pussy, the friction causing both of them to pant heavily.

"Oh, God, I'm going to come," Marilyn cried, her voice quivering with pleasure.

Jack could feel her pussy clenching around him, the tightness sending waves of pleasure through him. He didn't want to stop, but the intensity of her impending orgasm demanded he continue. He thrust deeper, his cock sliding in and out of her, each movement driving them closer to the edge.

The tension built, the anticipation growing with each passing second. Then, finally, they were there. Marilyn's body shook with pleasure, her orgasm washing over her in waves of bliss. Jack felt her walls milk him, the sensation too much to bear.

With a final thrust, Jack came deep inside her, his seed spilling into her as they both cried out in pleasure. Their bodies shook with the aftershocks of their climax, the heat of their passion still lingering in the air.

They lay there for a moment, caught up in the euphoria of their shared intimacy, their bodies still intertwined. Jack stroked Marilyn's hair, his thumb tracing the outline of her lips.

She whispered into his ear, "Thank you, for baring your soul with me, Jack."