Glazed

She felt the warm, thick liquid against the heat of her dark flesh. Her ample breasts covered in streams of his pleasure. She had been stroking him beneath his khakis as they kissed. She couldn't resist unzipping, taking him out, watching him grow in her hand.

Her kiss was the best he'd ever tasted. Hot, intense, hungry. With his pants off, she had full access to his pulsing cock. She cupped his balls, stroked his shaft, teased the large head. Traced the bulging veins from top to bottom.

As their kissing grew more intense, he knew what he wanted. He told her to get on her knees and remove her shirt. She willingly complied. He grabbed his cock and stroked it as she watched, looking up at him with deep brown eyes.

Her mouth tasted the tip of him, but he moved her head back. Not yet.

He stroked as she watched, breasts free of her shirt and lace bra.

He could barely contain himself, and he squeezed with a bit more pressure, stroked quickly, and his eyes closed. He felt the heat of semen releasing from him in burst after burst after burst. He couldn't remember cumming that much at once before. Thick ropes of cum were on her chest and shoulders. Hot, white, glistening against her dark skin.

She placed her fingers on her left breast, rubbed them in his fluid, and licked his taste.

The sight of her there caused his cock to tingle, even as it was recovering from the explosive pleasure.

He joined her on the floor and kissed her mouth. Then, eagerly, hungrily, began licking and tasting his cum on her flesh. She was moaning in delight as he teased her nipples with his tongue and teeth and consumed his semen aggressively.

His mouth back on hers, the salty-sour taste of him on her lips.

He pushed her down, and she reached for him... feeling a stiffening cock and smiling.

His fingers penetrated her wet pussy, opening her for his ready member.

As the head of his cock rubbed against her clit, she placed her legs around his waist.

She'd wanted this for years now. And he needed it. Badly.

He thrust all the way inside and their lips embraced as their bodies were joined.

There was no stopping, no going back. Only a giving in... a response to pent up desire.

She fucked him back, begged him to go deeper, fuck harder. He complied, marveling at the incredible wetness and tight feel of her pussy.

She gripped his cock tightly and worked her body around him.

His lips and mouth found her still cum-stained breasts and devoured her.

She looked right into his eyes and the clear evidence of her desire caused him to cum again, pulsing hard inside her as her own sweet orgasm began.

He held her close and she looked at him: "Round three?"