The morning light had long since faded into the soft glow of afternoon, but ti lost all aning in Tina’s opulent bedroom.
My body still tingled from her earlier worship of my feet and legs, the way her tongue had traced every curve and crevice, leaving slick and aching. We’d barely caught our breath after Sharon’s—wait, no, after I had given her that titjob and blowjob, swallowing her release with a hunger that surprised even .
Tina lay beside now, her chest rising and falling steadily, but her eyes burned with that familiar fire when they t mine. I felt exposed, vulnerable in the best way, my skin flushed from our endless explorations on these silken sheets.
"You want to continue, Tina?"
She shifted closer, her hand sliding possessively over my hip.
"Sharon," she murmured, her voice low and commanding, sending a shiver down my spine. Before I could respond, her lips crashed against mine, tongue invading my mouth with a urgency that made my pussy clench.
I kissed her back fiercely, tasting the remnants of our shared flavours—salt, sweetness, the tang of arousal. Her cock, already stirring against my thigh, hardened quickly, pressing insistently into my skin.
Tina broke the kiss, her breath hot on my neck as she nipped at my earlobe. "I need you now. Against the headboard." Her words weren’t a request; they ignited sothing primal in . She guided up, strong hands on my waist, positioning so my back pressed against the carved wooden headboard.
The cool surface contrasted with the heat building inside , my breasts heaving as I anticipated what ca next. Tina stood on her knees before , her naked body a vision of toned muscle and desire, cock fully erect, thick and veined, the head glistening with pre-cum.
"You are very demanding," I whined.
She gripped my thighs, spreading them wide, exposing my soaked pussy to the air. I gasped as her fingers brushed my folds, parting them to tease my entrance.
"You’re so wet for ," she growled, eyes locked on mine.
"I know, Tina."
Without warning, she lifted effortlessly, her arms hooking under my knees, hoisting my ass off the bed. My back slid up the headboard slightly, the wood digging into my shoulders, but the sensation only heightened my excitent.
My legs dangled over her elbows, pussy level with her hips, completely at her rcy.
"What are you doing?"
"Be quiet, Sharon. Just enjoy, will you?"
Tina aligned her cock with my opening, the tip nudging my clit first, making whimper. Then, in one smooth thrust, she drove inside, filling to the hilt.
I cried out, the stretch exquisite, her thickness stretching my walls as she bottod out. She held there, suspended, her biceps flexing as she supported my weight.
"Fuck, Tina!" I moaned, my hands clutching her shoulders for balance, nails digging into her skin.
She started moving, pulling back until just the head remained, then slamming forward again. Each thrust lifted higher against the headboard, the rhythmic thuds echoing in the room. My pussy gripped her shaft, juices coating her length, dripping down her balls.
Tina’s pace was relentless, her hips snapping with controlled power, cock plunging deep, hitting that spot inside that made stars burst behind my eyelids. I wrapped my arms around her neck, pulling her closer, our breasts pressing together, nipples rubbing with every motion.
"Tina... ahhh! Ahhh... this is so embarrassing..."
"Please bear with , Sharon," Tina grunted, while fucking .
The position left helpless, bouncing on her cock as she fucked upward. Gravity pulled down onto her with each withdrawal, impaling fully. Her grunts mixed with my moans, the headboard creaking under the force. Tina’s mouth found my neck, sucking hard enough to leave marks, her teeth grazing my collarbone.
"You feel so tight like this," she panted, one hand sliding up to pinch my nipple, twisting it until I arched.
Sweat slicked our bodies, making our skin slide together. I felt her cock throb inside , the veins pulsing against my inner walls. She adjusted her grip, lifting higher so my feet dangled freely, then dropped down onto her shaft, the impact sending shockwaves through my core. My clit ground against her pubic bone with each descent, building the pressure toward release.
"Tina, harder," I begged, my voice breaking.
She obliged, thrusting faster, her muscles straining as she pounded into . The headboard banged against the wall, a steady drumbeat to our fucking. My pussy fluttered around her, orgasm coiling tight in my belly. Tina sensed it, angling her hips to rub her cock against my g-spot relentlessly.
I shattered then, walls clamping down, milking her as waves of pleasure crashed over . Cum gushed from , soaking her thighs, but she didn’t stop, fucking through it, prolonging the ecstasy until I sobbed her na.
Only when my tremors subsided did she lower slightly, still buried deep. But she wasn’t done. With a wicked grin, she pulled out, my pussy clenching at the emptiness. "Bathroom. Now." She scooped up bridal-style, my legs wrapping around her waist instinctively, her cock sliding against my ass as she carried .
"Again?"
The en-suite bathroom was a marble paradise—vast tub, rain shower, steam already lingering from our earlier bath. Tina set down on the cool countertop near the sink, but I didn’t stay there long.
"Tina, I want you to fuck senseless."
"Very well, Sharon. I will fulfil your request."
She turned on the shower, hot water cascading from the ceiling like a tropical storm. Steam filled the air, fogging the mirrors. Tina pulled under the spray, the warmth enveloping us, rivulets running down our bodies. Her hands road, soaping my breasts, thumbs circling my nipples until they peaked.
I reached for her cock, stroking it under the water, feeling it twitching in my palm. But she batted my hand away gently. "My turn to fuck you senseless."
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