beneath those blue-black hairs made his mouth water. He had the urge to go down on her, and would have had she not lain back and whispered, 'Screw me. Screw me right now.'
Moving until he was directly over her, he took an ass-cheek in each hand. God! What an ass. It was just the right size. Each of his palms felt full, but not to overflowing.
His massive cock pushed forward, pressing its rubbery knob through her wispy black muff and the soft flesh beneath. Her own fingers reached down and carefully guided his hard cock to her cunt-mouth.
'Yes,' she murmured, her tits heaving in anticipation. 'There. Right there. Push your cock in.'
'Jesus, baby, you're one hot bitch,' he murmured, infected by her burning desire.
'Fuck me!' she pleaded, this last a cry of sheer desperation.
'Here it comes!' he shouted excitedly as he thrust forward, feeling his burning cock move into her cunt-hole. She had a hot, tight, sweet, sucking snatch that defied description. He had fucked hundreds of other pussies in his lifetime, but not one could possibly begin to match this trembling, slithery cunt now swallowing his excited cock. He rammed forward, doing his best to fit, every thick inch of cock into her snatch. There was a wonderful heat, a sucking wetness he had never felt in any other cunt.
Bernadette thrilled to the feeling of his cock inside her, but it still wasn't enough. There was something missing. Oh, it felt one helluva lot better than Drew Starker's insensitive prong, but it didn't thrill her as Alvin's or Ron's could. She wanted more. She had to have more. She pushed her crotch hard against his in the hope of feeling his cock do something more. All she accomplished was almost making him come. Only by the greatest self-control did he keep himself from shooting instantly.
His hands rubbed across her smooth, bouncing ass, feeling the soft texture of the skin. He felt crazy thrills race trough him and he felt his chest being buoyed up by her full tits. The nipples sliced through the hair on his chest into his flesh, sending delicious agony through his body. Her face, staring up into his, flushed with wanton desire, full lips apart and white teeth shining, brought him to new peaks of lust. Christ! It had been so long since he'd fucked one this young. All these wondrous sensations and thrills filled his mind and body very clearly all at once, and the combination was overpowering his wall of indifference, built and developed over so many years.
He couldn't explain it, nor did he want to, but there was something totally different about this woman. She was much younger than he'd originally believed. He could tell this now. But there was more, much more. The smell of her, the delightful aroma of her body was unbelievably overpowering. The sweetness of her armpits made him want to bite into them, and the rich, musky scent of her cunt was maddening to his senses.
As his cock slurped through her swamp-like pussy, he felt the wonderful, cleansing effect as if her seething cunt were actually washing and cleansing his prick.
His ears thrilled to the noises made by her lips as they kissed his, and by her tongue as it licked his. He enjoyed hearing her pant and gasp as she violently shoved her crotch against his in desperation, seeking total orgasm.
Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, Bernadette thought, humping her sweet ass in rhythm to his plunging cock. Please make me come all over, and not just in my cunt. Give me a total, a complete sensation.
Why? she wondered. Why couldn't she feel as aroused with this unquestionably fantastic cock as she felt with her brothers' pricks, each of which was nowhere near as expert as this one? It was frustrating and maddening. She was going crazy trying to find out why.
His meat thrust its way through her pussy, filling it completely. It touched every hot nerve inside her, automatically making her hump her cunt higher with each following push. And yet, something was missing. Something that should have been there just wasn't. Why? Why?
Mannetto was more and more aroused. His sprang prick was almost smoking as it speeded up, moving faster than she could ever go. Bernadette knew better than to try and match him. She raised her hips as high as possible, then just remained in that position, arched, as his throbbing meat pounded in and out of her cunt again and again. He was fucking so fast and furiously now she was gasping each time he slammed into her twat.
She pulled her knees back a bit, letting his tool sink in a little deeper, and her feet were actually rubbing against his ass on each backstroke. For a while she chewed on her lower lip, then stopped as her mouth opened wide. Her throaty moans were mixed with sighs and whispers. He continued slamming his burning prong into her drooling pussy. Unable to remain still, Bernadette began churning her hips again as she rotated her crotch in a slow, constant motion. Her long, smooth thighs compressed tightly around his body, locking him in a snug embrace, tugging his prick in deeper until he felt as if her slavering cunt was about to engulf all of him. Hell! Let it happen. This was the way to die.
Her dark eyes were large ovals, staring at him as her mouth kissed his. They were black pools of pleasure and he wanted to drown in them.
Yet, even as he felt himself nearing his orgasm, knowing he was doing a more than satisfactory job of fucking her, he could sense she wasn't getting everything from the screw she should have been.
'Make… me… come,' she begged, her teeth gritting together.
'Trying,' he gasped, not fully understanding her meaning.
Her body tensed almost immediately after that, as her squishy cunt sped his thrusting cock and seemed to stop it. He was positive she was coming when she began screaming, 'AYAA HHYAA GHHHHH!'
'Thatta girl,' he told her, pounding even harder, slicing his prick deep into her simmering fuck-hole, feeling it gobble every last millimeter of his fucking dick as it slammed as far into her cunt as it could go.
She writhed and squirmed on the length of his cock. Her body turned and twisted at odd angles as she strove to get more and more from the series of multiple physical orgasms she was experiencing. But try as she might, the deep sensation just wasn't there. She thought she would blow her mind as her body searched for something other than an ordinary physical come.
She could feel the swell of his cock as it enlarged to even greater thickness, letting her know his time had come. He had done his best for her. It was only fair she give him his own climax.
The shimmer inside his balls was a gentle one at first, but Mannetto felt it build and enlarge until it was snapping with electrical current, making wild spasms surge through his body as he suddenly screamed, ramming and cramming his whang into her cunt, letting it geyser out hot splashes of thick, white creamy cum. The gummy jizz coated the walls of her steaming twat as it blasted into her with unnerving force.
'AAARRRGGGHHH!!' he bellowed, glad the walls of his apartment were soundproof. He fired one wad of spunk after another into her clinging cunt.
Unable to shoot any more, feeling totally drained, he fell back on the carpet beside her, saying, 'You make me came like no one I've ever known before.'
Instead of replying, Bernadette suddenly got to her knees, walked over to where he was lying, straddled his face, and pressed her dank, cum-filled pussy into his mouth. Mannetto, never one to shirk, jabbed his tongue into her simmering slit and felt the blistering heat inside.
Her ass settled a little lower as she began rotating her pussy against his mouth, feeling his lips press against her quivering cut.
'Make me come,' she hissed. 'Make me come!'
Goddamn, he thought, I've made her come a half dozen times with one fuck. What's the matter with this broad?
Her soggy gash pushed harder and harder, surrounding his face with cunt-flesh, rubbing back and forth, humping anxiously. He had to balance her ass on his hands to keep her from crushing his windpipe as she pressed ha pussy harder and harder into his sucking mouth, still whimpering, 'Make me come, make me come!'
His cock was already enlarging again, getting harder, and be knew he was good for at least one more climax. He wanted to throw her off him, so he could jump on her and begin fucking her again. But he sensed the desperation in her movements and let her continue to ride his face while his palms supported her ass.
Her hands gripped his hair, her fingers twisting madly, tugging and yanking his face up to press it ever deeper into the blazing cauldron of her cunt. She could feel his tongue lick through her gash, stabbing into her hole and rubbing her tingling cunt walls. His tongue occasionally came out to press against her pulsing cunt, sending mad shudders through her… and still it wasn't enough. Something was missing. There was no true satisfaction in all this.
A nymphomaniac, Mannetto decided. A real nymphomaniac. She couldn't find satisfaction no matter how many times she came. She might well go through life this way. If she found the one man to satisfy her, she would cling
