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Not long after that, Taylor reached down and spread her ass cheeks, giving me deeper access to her pussy. “That’s a good boy,” she said. “Don’t be shy. Get as far in there as you can.”
I tilted my head up, forcing my tongue deeper into her pussy.
“There you go,” she said. “That’s what I’m talking about.”
Getting smothered by Taylor’s pussy turned me on like crazy. My cock was as hard as a wood plank and sticking straight up towards the ceiling, just begging for attention.
“My, my, my,” Taylor said, noticing my cock for the first time. “It looks like you’re enjoying this just as much as I am. Let me help you out with that.”
Leaving her pussy planted firmly on my face, Taylor leaned forward and took my cock in her mouth. I let out an involuntary groan as she started to blow me, and I returned the favor by going after her pussy with even more vigor, getting my fingers involved along with my tongue.
We both gradually increased the intensity until I was attacking Taylor’s pussy with everything I had while she slobbered all over my cock.
Some time later, Taylor abruptly rose up, letting my cock slip out of her mouth, and put all her weight on my face, making it so I couldn’t even breathe.
“Holy fucking shit,” she said, her voice a deep groan. “Right there, right fucking there! I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna fucking cum!”
A few seconds later she did just that, her legs shaking violently and her pussy squirting juices all over me, getting in my hair, my eyes, my mouth, and everywhere in between.
With my entire face a soaking wet mess, Taylor crawled forward, pulling her pussy off my head. As I gasped for breath, trying desperately to fill my lungs with air, she stood up, then turned herself around so she was facing me, putting one foot on either side of my body. Then she squatted down, put one hand on my chest for balance, grabbed ahold of my cock with her other hand, and slid it into her pussy.
Taylor immediately started working my cock, bouncing down on me with more and more intensity, my cock going deeper and deeper inside her pussy with every pump. It wasn’t long before my cock was completely disappearing inside Taylor, her ass hammering down onto my body, driving me into the floor. My grunts and her groans combined to fill up the room with sounds of sex.
After riding my cock for a full minute with ever increasing aggression, Taylor slammed down onto me one final time and held her body in place atop mine with my cock deep in her pussy.
Taylor took a moment to recover, then dropped her knees to the floor, straddling me proper. She then reached back and put her hands on my thighs and leaned back, arching her spine, tilting her chin towards the ceiling and pushing her tits out more prominently.
While Taylor went back to riding my cock, I reached out and grabbed ahold of her tits, one in each hand.
“That’s what I’m talking about,” she said, staring down at me with an intense look. “Squeeze my tits.”
So I did, squeezing them tightly, causing her to pummel me even more aggressively. As she hammered herself down atop me, she glared down at me with fire in her eyes and said, “Slap my tits.”
I did as I was told, giving her two good smacks, one on each tit.
“That’s right, just like that,” she said, bouncing up and down on me with her full weight, our bodies coming together with loud, wet, slapping sounds. “Smack my fucking tits. Smack them like you mean it!”
I continued smacking away Taylor’s tits while she impaled herself on my cock. I was enjoying myself immensely—too much in fact. I needed to take a little break, and fast, before it was too late.
So, after giving Taylor a few more smacks for good measure, I slid out from underneath her, forcing my cock out of her pussy.
“What’s the matter?” she asked, flashing me a confused look.
“Nothing,” I said. “I just need to take a little time to recover before, you know . . .”
She smiled and nodded knowingly. “Gotcha.”
“But don’t worry,” I said. “I’ll keep you plenty busy while I recuperate.”
“Sounds good to me,” Taylor said.
I stood up, then reached my hand down towards her. “May I?”
“You may,” she said, grasping my hand.
I helped Taylor to her feet then picked her up in my arms and carried her over to the couch while she giggled playfully and nibbled on my ear. Once there, I dropped her atop the couch, lengthwise and on her back, so her head was lying on the pillow nestled into the crevice between the cushions and the armrest. Then I spread her legs, putting one of them up over the back of the couch, opening her up to me.
Once she was in position, I held my hand out in front of my face, showing it to her. It was balled in a fist except for my index and middle fingers, which were sticking straight out and pressed together.
