She Grows Up part7
by HandJob Blog
gropes around to find the tops of my stockings, and finally lets his hands
rest snugly against my perspiring skin, rocking me back and forth with seesaw
motions, gyrating, until I can’t bear the vigorous sensations for another
second, but I desperately need to join forces with Mark this time, to
experience our cums uniting at exactly the same time. Now that I know what
orgasms feel like, I want then all the time. I want to be one long, soaking
wet love machine, dripping with insane lust every minute of the day and night.
As soon as he comes near me I just want to come; then he won’t have the time
or energy to stray! I can tell he’s about to inject his come into me, so I
desper ately try to hang on, rocking gently now to hold back my orgasm. But he
won’t let me, and thrusts his expload ing cock further up into my oozing
vagina. Everything starts to become hazy as I feel the thick sperm shoot up
and fill all my inner parts. It triggers something deep inside and I begin to
shudder and shake under the force of my aching innards, throbbing and
quivering in a frenzied experi ence. We lay back, thoroughly exhausted, my
underwear sopping wet, but my veil still intact. Lying there in ecstasy and
exhaustion, a wave of unbelievable happiness flows over me. Who could ever
have thought it could be so fantastic. I think I’ll remember this for the rest
of my life. What a perfect moment. I shift my panties into a more comfortable
position, as all thru our fucking session they have been pulled over the
corner of my lips, and they are getting rather itchy, although it’s a feeling
I wouldn’t change for the world. I remove my panties and put them to one side,
thinking how nice and surprising it will be to reuse them on our anniversar-
ies. I can honestly now say that I can never accept the fantasy over the real
thing, and who gives a damn what anyone says! I mean you have to agree with
me. don’t you? After all I have had the experience.