Dating Emily

It wasn't long before we were going at it hard. The coffee table was slipping across the room and Emily ended up with her elbows on the floor. She was a vision.

"Does this feel good Emily?"

"You have no idea," she replied.

"You are so wet and tight. I love fucking your tight pussy."

"Keep fucking me all you want. This is AMAZING!" she exclaimed.

We fucked long and hard. I would grab her hips, or sometimes her shirt and pulling her back into me.

"Emily, reach under and play with your clit for me," I said.

She did.

"How does that feel?"

"I think I'm gonna cum again"

"Good. Keep playing with your clit."

We continued this way for a bit. I could sense it building within her so I slowed. She continued playing with herself and I would speed up then slow down as I sensed she was getting close. After about three or four times of this I picked up speed. This eventually brought her over the top. She was cumming again.

I was pounding into her wet pussy as hard as I could while she came all over my cock. I was so hard, sweaty, breathing heavy and in complete heaven.

It wasn't long before I was ready to cum again. And cum hard I did.