The fuse that held me back broke again. He drove hard, his balls slapping against me. He didn't let up until I pulsed around his cock. His chest came down on my back and he grasped my hands. He groaned against my back as his warm cum filled me. Our heavy breathing filled the kitchen. He placed a soft kiss between my shoulder blades.

We've only begun rolled hazily through my head. The man would seriously kill me with orgasms if he continued. I was too wrung out to support ...