Wanking away

Angie starts stroking him, and when she pushes down, she presses her mound harder against me with the added ****. My fingers are sliding in and out of her molten cunt. Her breathing is quite fast and shallow as we both approach orgasm. Her small, delicate hand is doing a really nice job of getting me off, and her eyes close as she just gets into the erotic feelings of the act.

I'm just about ready to come, so I say, "Watch him now. He's ready to explode!" I keep thrusting my fingers into her snatch.

She opens her eyes and speeds up on wanking me. I really can't take it any more, and I moan, "Yes!" The surge of my come squirts out, covering the sheet in a pool of thick cream. Glob after glob shoots out.

Her eyes as big as saucers, Angie exclaims, "Oh, my! So much semen!" I'm sure she can feel my cock throbbing with my release. Suddenly, she closes her eyes again, and a tiny little squeek comes out of her mouth, like she's trying hard not to make a noise, but just can't help making some. I can feel her pussy pulsing around my fingers, and I know she's climaxing. Her hand stops moving on my cock as her body quivers with her orgasm.

She slumps against my body, her breath coming in ragged gasps. In a minute or so, her eyes open and she looks me straight in the eye. "That was fantastic, John. Watching him spurt and feeling your fingers in me just pushed me over the edge. But now, I need more. Would it be okay if I put him inside me now? I think that might make this need go away."