thank you! Oh my god, you got to stop now, I can’t TAKE THIS ANYMORE!”
I better stop before she passes out.
When Mark stopped, he saw her squirt like a fountain. For him, it was like applause. Mark was certain she’d pass out after this. Instead, with uncanny force, Cheryl slammed him face-up on the side of the bed that wasn’t wet, and mounted him.
“MY TURN NOW !” Cheryl insisted.
S he slipped him right in. She then moved up and down with the same rhythm she’d been fingered with. Mark, trying to contribute, moved his hips.
“DON’T MOVE! You’ll ruin what I’m doing!” Cheryl exclaimed.
She knew what she was doing, and was in good enough shape for it. A few times she bounced up high enough so that his cock left her for a split second, only for her to expertly land right back on it, in a slow, building rhythm.
Did this chick take the crash-course at Geisha school or what?
He laughed to himself then his thoughts went back to her.
I’ll ask her later. Too busy fucking now.
Cheryl built up her rhythm, focusing all her effort straight into her genitals, and gripped Mark like a vice.
I ’ve never been fucked like this before, even with the woman on top. I heard that Asian women have a different anatomy from Caucasians. Not sure if it’s the anatomy or the technique, but whatever it is, this woman has an Electric Pussy.
Where have I heard that term, “Electric Pussy” before?
Mark was going to come soon, and Cheryl sensed it, making him go deeper into her, in what seemed to be the most strenuous thrusts yet. She was reaching her limit, and giving it everything.
Mark looked her straight in the face while he finally released with a thick mass of come traveling at lightning speed through his insides as Cheryl clamped him hard.
Oh my God! I’m coming through a fucking vice! It’s as if she’s squeezing it out herself! How does a woman get that fit on the inside?
She tightened up her face, and opened her mouth wide with that unique expression Asians make when they climax. She didn’t scream or moan but let out a long, dramatic breath of satisfaction.
This woman just fucked my dick off. I better check to make sure it’s still there. O.K., it is.
Mark was n’t sure how long he lay there afterwards. His concept of time was gone. Actually, there was no concept left of anything at all. Gradually, he came back to reality.
That energy I felt , it traveled throughout me and remained the whole time! THIS must be what Asians refer to as “Chi”. Martial artists and healers actually use it to kick someone’s ass or heal them after their ass-kicking. I NEVER thought I’d experience it like THIS .
By now, s he had rolled over and was laying next to him, not caring about the wet spot, waiting for him to speak or show some sign of coming back to his senses.
He gradually came to, and stroked her hair gently as his focus returned. His eyes rolled down the curves of her body, so perfect, so sublime in the candlelight. He thought he was dreaming. He saw his come which had trickled to her inner thigh. She had left it there and had looked at it a few times during their caressing. She must have had some special feeling about it because she smiled each time. As for Mark, he delighted at how the whiteness of it made a sharp contrast against her pigmented skin.
My come. Wait a minute…
“Cheryl, we didn’t use protection!”
“What do you mean ‘we’ white man?” she responded in a Native-American accent. “ You didn’t use any. I put spermicidal jelly inside me. Why do you think I went to the store? Did you think I really wanted to leave you back at my place alone with my crazy sister? And I couldn’t take you with me. Get a clue already.”
Mark was relieved , but it didn’t last long. The fantasy was over. It was time for the truth. To his surprise, Cheryl spoke first.
“Mark, in case you were wondering, I’m in love with you. After our first date, when you said Tanya’s name, I was
I better stop before she passes out.
When Mark stopped, he saw her squirt like a fountain. For him, it was like applause. Mark was certain she’d pass out after this. Instead, with uncanny force, Cheryl slammed him face-up on the side of the bed that wasn’t wet, and mounted him.
“MY TURN NOW !” Cheryl insisted.
S he slipped him right in. She then moved up and down with the same rhythm she’d been fingered with. Mark, trying to contribute, moved his hips.
“DON’T MOVE! You’ll ruin what I’m doing!” Cheryl exclaimed.
She knew what she was doing, and was in good enough shape for it. A few times she bounced up high enough so that his cock left her for a split second, only for her to expertly land right back on it, in a slow, building rhythm.
Did this chick take the crash-course at Geisha school or what?
He laughed to himself then his thoughts went back to her.
I’ll ask her later. Too busy fucking now.
Cheryl built up her rhythm, focusing all her effort straight into her genitals, and gripped Mark like a vice.
I ’ve never been fucked like this before, even with the woman on top. I heard that Asian women have a different anatomy from Caucasians. Not sure if it’s the anatomy or the technique, but whatever it is, this woman has an Electric Pussy.
Where have I heard that term, “Electric Pussy” before?
Mark was going to come soon, and Cheryl sensed it, making him go deeper into her, in what seemed to be the most strenuous thrusts yet. She was reaching her limit, and giving it everything.
Mark looked her straight in the face while he finally released with a thick mass of come traveling at lightning speed through his insides as Cheryl clamped him hard.
Oh my God! I’m coming through a fucking vice! It’s as if she’s squeezing it out herself! How does a woman get that fit on the inside?
She tightened up her face, and opened her mouth wide with that unique expression Asians make when they climax. She didn’t scream or moan but let out a long, dramatic breath of satisfaction.
This woman just fucked my dick off. I better check to make sure it’s still there. O.K., it is.
Mark was n’t sure how long he lay there afterwards. His concept of time was gone. Actually, there was no concept left of anything at all. Gradually, he came back to reality.
That energy I felt , it traveled throughout me and remained the whole time! THIS must be what Asians refer to as “Chi”. Martial artists and healers actually use it to kick someone’s ass or heal them after their ass-kicking. I NEVER thought I’d experience it like THIS .
By now, s he had rolled over and was laying next to him, not caring about the wet spot, waiting for him to speak or show some sign of coming back to his senses.
He gradually came to, and stroked her hair gently as his focus returned. His eyes rolled down the curves of her body, so perfect, so sublime in the candlelight. He thought he was dreaming. He saw his come which had trickled to her inner thigh. She had left it there and had looked at it a few times during their caressing. She must have had some special feeling about it because she smiled each time. As for Mark, he delighted at how the whiteness of it made a sharp contrast against her pigmented skin.
My come. Wait a minute…
“Cheryl, we didn’t use protection!”
“What do you mean ‘we’ white man?” she responded in a Native-American accent. “ You didn’t use any. I put spermicidal jelly inside me. Why do you think I went to the store? Did you think I really wanted to leave you back at my place alone with my crazy sister? And I couldn’t take you with me. Get a clue already.”
Mark was relieved , but it didn’t last long. The fantasy was over. It was time for the truth. To his surprise, Cheryl spoke first.
“Mark, in case you were wondering, I’m in love with you. After our first date, when you said Tanya’s name, I was
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