“Damn,” I growled as pleasure rolled through me in addictive pulses.
I reached down and slipped my hands through her silky raven hair, gathering two fistfuls of it and using it to pull her onto me. She gagged a little, but I held her there, and the bright lust that was gleaming in her eyes grew even more intense. This was a girl who, despite her fashionista beauty queen image, liked things a little rough. There was still some of the old tomboy who liked wrestling with the guys in the dirt left in her. Still, I actually started to worry that she was going to suffocate, so I slackened my grip on her hair and gently began sliding myself out of her. My rock-hard prick popped out of that beautiful mouth, dripping with her drool, and she gasped, her chest heaving as she panted.
“No, Vance,” she whimpered, staring with greedy desire at my drool-dripping prick, “I want more of it, I want more…”
She grabbed it with both hands and started going to work on it, moaning onto it as she sucked, bobbing her head back and forth enthusiastically while caressing my balls and stroking my shaft alternately. All the while she maintained intense eye contact, telling me with her gaze just how much she was loving this.
“Let’s have a look at those tits of yours,” I muttered while she sucked.
I reached down and unbuttoned her dress while she was rocking her head back and forth on my prick, and, after a bit of fumbling, succeeded in opening it far enough for her tits to be able to pop out. They weren’t as large as Elyse’s or Isu’s, but damn, that perfect shape must have been crafted by an angel somewhere in the highest reaches of heaven. They were firm and pert to the point of being gravity-defying, and just over a handful each, sat pale nipples almost the same hue as her skin—nipples that were swollen and stiff with the intensity of her arousal. I started playing with her nipples while she went to work on my cock, and this caused her to moan and gasp even more passionately onto my rod while she sucked.
Waves of intense pleasure were racing through my veins, and as good as Anna was at giving head, I wanted more from her—and I knew she wanted to see what my cock felt like inside other parts of her.
I leaned down and whispered into her ear. “You wanna be fucked by a god?”
“Please, Vance, please,” she gasped, popping her eager mouth off my cock for a second to reply.
I picked her up by her shoulders and turned her around to face the side of the wagon. She gripped it, breathing hard, and I lifted up her dress and was greeted with the glorious sight of her round, firm ass. She spread her shapely legs wide, and I got a good look at her cleanly shaven opening from behind, her pinkness already dripping wet with hot arousal.
“Put it in,” she purred as she reached down with one hand to massage her pussy while reaching behind her with the other to grip my dick and guide it into her wet slit.
She gasped, and her body stiffened as I squeezed the tip in. She was tight, and as wet and aroused as she was, it was a squeeze to fit into her.
“Slowly,” she gasped. “It’s so huge. I want it all inside me, but you need to go slowly…”
I did as she said, gripping a fistful of her hair and pulling her head back as I started feeding myself into her, inch by inch. She gasped and shuddered as I filled her up and stretched her out, and although it took a little while, I eventually managed to bury myself in her completely. She was breathing hard at this point, whimpering with pleasure and a little pain, but to show me how eager she was, she started grinding herself against me, encouraging me to start fucking her properly.
I didn’t need much encouragement to do that. I started sliding myself in and out, going slowly at first so that she could get used to my size, but then driving my prick in and out with increasingly potent force. I kept a good grip on her hair with one hand, and with the other, I started giving her a few slaps on that perfect, firm ass. I could tell she liked a little bit of pain; every time my hand slapped those buttcheeks, she would gasp and buck just a little bit more against me as I fucked her.
“Hit me… harder,” she moaned, her cheeks flushed with arousal, panting hard.
I pulled her hair back with more force, enough to cause a little pain, and slapped her ass hard while increasing the intensity of my strokes, each of which was going deep and hard. As I started to slap her ass harder and fuck her deeper, sliding in to the base and out to the tip with every thrust, she started arching her back and screaming out with intense pleasure.
“I’m almost there, Vance. Fuck me harder! Harder!”
It wasn’t as if I needed much encouragement to do that. I was now hammering away at that tight little pussy with a furious speed and delivering swift, sharp slaps to her perfect ass. She was screaming now, loudly enough that surely everyone who was scouting through the woods had to have been able to hear us. I didn’t give a shit; this felt way too good to tone down or stop.
She kept screaming that she was about to cum, but now, I was feeling like my own orgasm was coming on like a galloping horse. Finally, she drove herself onto me forcefully and gripped the side of the wagon so hard that I thought the wood would explode into splinters. She let out a long, passionate cry, screaming out to all the world that she was in heaven. Her body slackened, then stiffened up,
