Keep Going

The front door was already unlocked. As I stepped from the foyer into the living room, the sound of the water striking off the surface of her curves grew louder. I took a peak into the bathroom, “Hey baby, I’ll be out in a minute,” she said. Fresh pussy was on the menu. I headed upstairs to black lights and a Reese Cup sitting on the tv. Fuck a green light…we’re on the freeway…keep going.

I’m about to insert my cartridge into her box, but first she has to blow me; word to Nintendo. Rose pedals covered her bedroom floor on that Zane shit. We’re laying the bed, that’s been boosted up another 6 inches from the addition of another mattress. I take my hand and run it across her back. Stop. Camel hump. Then back down her thighs. “Come get this dick,” I said grabbing her hair.

She got under the cover and put my erection inside of her mouth. Top 3 All-Time. The head is an appetizer. The pussy is the entree from a 5 star restaurant. I’m ready. I lay her down on the bed and she grabs my dick, rubbing it against her clit. “Your home misses you,” she says moaning. I slide in, dick harder than a steel beam. Slow, deep strokes. This is chess. Her walls collapsed around my shaft, causing my dick to jump inside of her. Keep Going.

“Get on this dick.” She waits until I lay down and squats on top of me. She throws it down on my dick fast, then slows up. Chopped & Screwed. She gets down and grinds on me the conventional way. My hands glued to her ass…left cheek smack…right cheek smack. It’s my turn. I held her placid, while I pushed up. She cried out while she kissed my neck. I put my hands around her, hugging her body tight enough to be temporarily ONE. I’m smashing. Keep Going.

“Bend over.” She’s on all fours on the edge of the bed. Have you ever seen your girl ass for the 500th time and it felt like the first? Exactly. Damn. I grab her hips and bring her ass to me. I’m still as hard as when she pulled my boxers off. She goes back and forth on my dick while I watch in amazement. Where’s that camera? More strokes, more strokes. I stop her, push her head down, and fuck the shit out of her. She reaches back and grabs my nuts. “Harder,” she yells. I lay her down flat, legs hanging off the bed, held up by me as I continue punishing her pussy. This shit right here…almost made me nut, but I…Keep Going.

I’m about to cheat. I put her back on the bed, back on the mattress, feet to the headboard. Want to know how to gain the competitive edge? Push off the wall. I held her down as I planted my feet against the headboard, pushing hard inside of her. “I hit the bottom of the pussy yall.” – Killa. Water isn’t as wet as this. I’m addicted to the honey her bee hive produces.

Reverse Cowgirl transforms into her stretched out in the air while I hold her up. I’m laying down on my back, she’s holding herself up above me with her face to the ceiling, while I hold her waist at my pelvis. She doesn’t need to move, I slide in, out, and her around her vaginal canal. She is the only woman I’ve ever fucked like this and there aren’t many things I can only say I’ve ever only done with one woman. Keep Going.

Her favorite position. Her head rest in my arm as I repeatedly slam my dick into her canal. I get into the push up position and stroke her slowly as I hold myself up. “Work out in this pussy baby,” she says. I closed her legs together tightly, crossing her feet, while i kissed on her neck.

I laid her on her back again and held her legs up to my shoulders. It’s too fucking good. I pull out, safety off, and bust one, reload, bust another one. Nut is flying out of my dick like a hail mary pass. The trail of semen goes from right below her stomach to her neck, covering the entire width of her body. I could have retired early if I sent that to a fertility clinic.

And in the words of Lloyd Banks, “We fuck, we cum, we sleep, then wake up and make a fucking re-run”

Audio posted… sorry cell phone folks if you can’t see this…

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Author: The Undresser

Black, Single, and Not Looking. Enjoys grilled salmon, cold glasses of water, and grocery shopping at Meijer. Likes women with nice ass to waist ratios, Reese Cups, and watching Real Time with Bill Maher. Dislikes cigarettes, littering, and disobedient children.

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