This is another in the continuing adventures of Dylan James, Hollywood stuntman and stud. You don't need to read part 1 of Like Mother, Like Daughter to understand what happens, but it will help. Dylan's adventures started out with the "One For The Road" series. Please check all his adventures out. Thanks for the interest and support. And please remember to vote. All emails are welcome.
"Oh ... it's building nicely," Molly moaned. She began to bite her lower lip. Her hips were moving rapidly now, driving up and down, sliding the moist sleeve of her cunt around the throbbing length of Dylan's erect cock. A wet, squishing noise echoed up from between her thighs, and he knew it was the sound of her cunt as she tried to impale herself on his driving cock.
She moaned again. '"It's good, Dylan... so very good."
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He leaned down over her, pressing his weight up into her cunt. His knees strained against the slickness of the bed sheets as he sought even more leverage with which to drill his thick cock into her gripping pussy. As if in protest, the bed squeaked under their combined weight as Molly's body began to buck wildly.
"Oh, it's good, lover," she moaned. Her head rolled from side to side as her passion began to mount. "Ohhhh, fuck me, Dylan ... God fuck me!"
He lowered himself onto her slender, tensed body, until he was balanced on his elbows and knees. Molly's beautiful breasts were crushed under the weight of his chest, and he could feel the hard points of her nipples as they rubbed back and forth across his chest. They were hot and burning; like the ends of smoldering ashes.
Fuck me!" Molly continued moaning, as she worked her hips up and down. She used her cunt muscles like a vise, squeezing the velvet channel powerfully around the swollen length of Dylan's pistoning cock. "'Fuck me ... fuck me ...I'm going to cum... soon... soon/"
Looking down between their thrashing bodies, Dylan's massive cock appeared swollen and huge as he drove continuously between the lips of her quivering pussy. At the base of his belly he could see the thick wedge of his pounding cock, moving in and out of her gushing, creaming cunt. His belly, balls, and thighs was coated with the sloppy discharge of her sexual excitement, and his large balls were slapping dully between her open thighs.
"Your cock, Dylan!! God, your wonderful cock!" Molly moaned, almost incoherent in her passion. "... Fuck Me with IT! ... .OH, FUCK ME! ...I'm going to CUM!!"
Without losing a single stroke with his cock as it moved in and out of her, he pulled even further back from her grabbing body. He lifted his arms and placed them on the either side of Molly's dangling thighs so that her body was almost bent in half. Her calves rested against his chest, and her feet jerked up and down as they curved over his muscular shoulders.
He was driving straight down into her cunt now, and she was openly greeting the stab of driving cock. He leaned over her, pressing her body into an S-shape, with her breasts crushed against thee top of her own thighs. Her cunt was inches away from her open, moaning mouth, and the smell of oozing pussy filled the air.
"So ... deep!" she cried, squirming in pleasure. "'Oh, my God . . . you're in so deep . . . so . . . deep!"
Dylan's cock was hammering deeply in and out of her cunt, driving it in until it could go no further; then he pulled it out until only his great mushroom shaped head was left inside of her melting twat. Then he thrust it down into her wet pussy canal and bottomed out against the battered mouth of her cervix. In and out, in and out, his cock thundered into her dripping cunt as he pressed belly against belly, cock against cunt. He could see the lips of her wet and juicy pussy as they quivered around the base of his thrusting cock. He knew that Molly was very close to cumming again, but he lost count of how many times that had already happened.
"Now, baby. . . NOW!" she screamed.
As the lips of her cunt tightened around his thrusting cock, he grunted and continued drilling deeply into her. Her cunt began to climb hungrily around the length of his plunging cock. Each time he drove his hard rod all the way into her, he could feel the hard nub of her clit rub against his heaving belly.
"Oh, God!" Molly screamed. "FUCK ME, DYLAN, I'M CUMMING!"
As he speared into her cunt, Molly suddenly opened her eyes. She stared with wild disbelief between her widely parted thighs, looking up at the swollen softness of her own cumming cunt. It was suspended in the air, just inches above her face. Her jaw fell slack, and her eyes seemed to glaze over as she stared at the incredible sight of herself getting fucked.
"Ooohhh-I love it!" she groaned, still soaring at the height of her orgasm. "I can see your cock going in and out of my pussy!!!!! Fuck ME ... oh, my God!!!
He was suddenly very aware of his own building orgasm that he could feel starting now at the base of his swinging balls. He thrust in and out of Molly's oozing, juicing cunt seeking his own release. He could feel the pleasurable friction of his cockhead as it rubbed against the clinging lining of her vaginal walls.
"Get ready for me," he grunted at her. He pounded his hips savagely against her up-turned cunt. His cock was like a knife, cutting through the mushy butter of her orgasm. "Get ready for me!"