"Have you been living in a convent?" she quipped, as she moved to the other nipple. They both chuckled, not losing any of their sexual fervor. Satisfied by another arch of his pelvis, she turned herself around, pointing her twat in his face and taking in a mouthful of his penis. He grabbed the sides of her hips and directed her wet cooter to his lips. He rubbed the outside of her vaginal area with his lips, using a light touch. He felt the shock waves go through her and vibrate her teeth, which were pressed lightly around his cock. After a few strokes, she stopped and brought her head up, watching the throbbing of his ample dick.
He was using his tongue to go up and down her slit while making circle motions with is oral love muscle. Her head rocked back and she thrust her steaming oyster into his face and began moving her pelvis in time with his tongues meanderings. The tension was rapidly growing within her, needing to be released. She moved faster against his face, getting him wet from forehead to chin. She was gratified to find that he could still breath and lick pussy at the same time; his tongue keeping perfect time and changing pressure; to match her rising tempest. Momentarily she stopped as the spring within tightened to its maximum, and then began bucking wildly as the coil released and she rode the waves of orgasm as they diminished to a floating sensation of contentment. She looked down at his still pumped piston. Alison moved around and pulled his penis into her freshly erupted volcano.
As he felt his cock slide between her pussy lips and embed itself deeply in her love canal, he bit his lip to keep from getting too aroused too quickly. She sat atop him motionless, letting him get used to being inside her. Seeing him settle in, she moved up and down slowly, gauging the level of his ardor. They both settled into a rhythm; moving up, down, then around and around in a synchronized motion. Both engines of lust were in perfect tune, with each other; rising higher and higher in pitch, springs tightening and trigger cocking.
They were riding the edge together. The muscles in the walls of her vagina were contracting with each stroke and she could feel every vein pulsing in his penis as it seemingly took on more blood, to magnify its already admirable size. He knew they were both about to reach the peak. He reached around and lubricated his middle finger with her juices, rubbing her clitoris which was extended and engorged. As the coil tightened and trigger hit maximum pull, he stuck his wet finger in her ass and was greeted with a savage scream of pleasure as she gushed forth in unison with the pumping release of his juices, to mingle with hers. After squeezing all the pleasure out of their orgasm they could, she lay on top of him. He put his arms around her, saying, "I don't know what got into you today, but I really like it".
She smiled and returned, "I've been reading literotica all day".