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the lack of sensation a condom brought but this one was now well lubricated with her saliva and when she rolled onto her back and spread her legs wide, he didn't care. He was going to plunge and pound and the longer it took for him to come, the better. She spread so wide, her pussy lips parted and her cunt gaped as if spread with a speculum, it was an inviting maw, surrounded by the most perfectly trimmed bush he had ever seen. He looked into her eyes as he lowered himself onto her, his latex-covered cock gently pressing against her hot, eager opening. He kissed her deeply, his tongue probing deep as his cock slid even deeper into her. After the first long, deep stroke, he hesitated, then pulled back until he was barely inside of her and then sank again a little more swiftly. Slowly he built the rhythm until he was pounding into her, his own pubic bone hitting hers with a firm smack, his balls slapping her ass. He could see her beautiful tits bouncing with every slam and she was holding her legs wide and gasping with every stroke.

She had never been fucked like this before, not even hardly. All sex she had ever had seemed fumbling and inadequate. She had imagined that this man, her high-school boyfriend would make sweet, gentle love to her at best. Here she was being fucked silly. Literally silly. She could hardly think, she hardly wanted to think, she just lost herself in the rhythm of his hips thrusting into her pelvis, of his cock splitting her cunt wide, of her tits bouncing. She could feel that he was close to orgasm and wanted to receive it all, not let any of it go to waste in a condom. As he began to convulse, she grabbed him by the hips, pulled back away enough that his cock popped out of her and yanked the condom from his cock as she slid under him, lining his beautiful shining cock up with her face. She was afraid he would come before she got her mouth around his cock and didn't want to miss a drop, but as she saw the eye wink open and the first spurt fly toward her face, she realized that there was going to be plenty.

He couldn't believe it when she pulled him out of her, slipped down under him and removed his condom all in one smooth motion. His cock had a mind of it's own by now and was spurting huge gobs.... he saw the first one hit her lip and cheek before she grabbed his ass and pulled him down into her mouth. He was beyond self-consciousness as he rooted and pumped into her mouth as he had been a moment before with her hungry cunt. He might have trusted her not to be doing anything she didn't want to but frankly he had no spare cycles to think about anything but the rhythmic stroking of his cock into her hot, wet, mouth, his balls contracting in synchronization with his strokes and the wet smacking sounds coming from her mouth. He felt like he was ejaculating gallons of jism for hours. He came and came and came until he finally collapsed onto the bed, his cock still in her mouth. It would be only seconds before he fell into an exhausted slumber. If he had been a rapist, he knew this would have been her opportunity to bludgeon him to death with the bedside lamp, he wouldn't have been able to resist, he probably wouldn't have even noticed and he wouldn't have cared if he did... he would have died happy, having already gone to heaven.

She couldn't believe how aggressive she was being as she took his second spurt in her mouth, forcing his cock deep into her mouth. The third spurt hit her tonsils and the rest were squirting directly into her throat. She had never felt come so hot and certainly never directly in her throat. She had always loved sucking a man off and when she had the opportunity, always savored the taste and then swallowed reluctantly. Now she was conflicted between the lovely sensation of having it delivered directly down her gullet and wishing she could feel it fill her mouth, taste its bittersweet saltiness. His come *was* wonderfully bitter and salty and especially thick. It was perhaps