That Pussy Is Mine!

Now's your chance! You were patient and controlled and it paid off. Now to fuck the shit out of this little slut!

Heather gasps for air, taking in more gas, and barely registers you positioning yourself between her legs. You let her have your full length all at once and she bounces off the floor, moaning. You almost cum right away, the gas clearly getting to you as well. You have to end this quickly!

There is no strategy, no finesse, no technique to your love making. In fact, that term is wholly unfitting. You fuck Heather. You fuck her like a dog fucks a bitch. You bounce her along the floor, always inching to catch up, and lead her deeper into the mist. But this is pure coincidence. You're too lost in her warm folds to care about that pink whatever it was. The only pink you care about now is milking your dick for all it's worth.

Heather cries out and spasms in orgasm and doesn't stop. Whether she's cumming for the entire rest of the match or not you aren't sure. All you know is that when you finally let loose your seed, so much that it pours out of her around your throbbing rod, it's the greatest feeling you've ever experienced. You hold on for dear life, pressing hard into Heather, savoring every second of your orgasm. It isn't until it's over that you realize two things.

One, you've been screaming your head off for some time. And second, Heather is a quivering mass of sweat, pussy juice, and semen, held up only by your grip on her hips. You release her and her legs hit the floor. She doesn't react, doesn't move, only let's out mewling breathes as her eyes flutter and roll up into her head.