Jermaine's cock was indeed hard again, standing at attention as if it had never been touched. He couldn't help but admire her, her skin flushed with passion, her breasts heaving with every breath she took. He stood, stripping off his own wet clothes, his eyes never leaving hers. The anticipation was palpable as they both reveled in their nakedness.
Robyn reached out, her hand wrapping around his cock, feeling the heat and power of him in her grip. "Fuck me," she demanded, her voice a seductive purr. "I need you inside me."
With a predatory smile, Jermaine obliged. He knelt between her legs, aligning his cock with her slick opening. He watched her face, her eyes half-lidded with desire, as he pushed inside her. Robyn's head fell back, a guttural moan escaping her throat as she felt herself stretch to accommodate his thickness. It had been a while since she had been with a man so young, so virile, and she reveled in the sensation.
He began to thrust, slow and steady, watching her body react to each movement. Her breasts bounced with every stroke, the nipples erect and begging for attention. He leaned forward, taking one in his mouth, suckling and nipping as he continued to fuck her with a deliberate rhythm. She gasped, her nails digging into his back as he hit just the right spot, sending waves of pleasure through her body.
"Yes, yes, yes!" Robyn's chant grew louder, more insistent. "Fuck me, Jermaine. I'm your bitch in heat!" Her voice was raw, the words a declaration of submission that sent a thrill through him. He picked up the pace, driving into her with a ferocity that had her panting and moaning. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room, a primal symphony that seemed to echo in the very walls.
Her pussy clenched around him, a vice grip of pleasure that had him groaning with every stroke. He could feel his own climax building, his balls tightening with the promise of release. He reached down, his hand finding her clit, and began to rub it in time with his thrusts. Her eyes went wide, her back arching as she felt the beginnings of another orgasm coil deep within her.
Her breaths came in ragged gasps, her tits bouncing with the force of his hips. She could feel herself getting closer, the pressure building as he fucked her with a relentless rhythm. "Cum inside me," she begged, her voice a desperate whine. "I want to feel you fill me up."
Jermaine groaned in response, his strokes growing more urgent. He watched her face, her eyes screwed shut in ecstasy, her mouth open in a silent scream. Her pussy was tight around him, clenching and releasing with every thrust, her juices coating his cock and making the slide in and out even smoother. He could feel himself getting closer, his balls tightening with the promise of release.
With one final, powerful thrust, he buried himself inside her, her walls spasming around him as she reached her peak. "Fuck," he grunted, his own orgasm ripping through him like a bolt of lightning. He emptied himself into her, filling her with his hot seed as she bucked and writhed beneath him. The sensation was overwhelming, a mix of pleasure and power that had him shaking with the force of it.
They lay there for a moment, their bodies entwined, the only sound their panting breaths. The coolness of the floor was a stark contrast to the heat of their bodies, their sweat mingling in a salty sheen on their skin. Robyn's eyes fluttered open, meeting Jermaine's gaze with a lazy smile. "You're good," she said, her voice still thick with passion. "Very, very good."
Jermaine leaned down, brushing a strand of hair from her face. "Thank you, ma'am," he said, his smile cocky but sincere. "You're not so bad yourself."
They lay there for a few more moments, basking in the afterglow of their intense encounter. Then, with a groan, Jermaine pulled out of her, his cock still hard and glistening with her juices. Robyn watched him, her chest rising and falling with each breath, the sweat on his body making him look like a god that had just descended from Olympus to claim his prize.
He stood, his erection pointing towards the ceiling as if in defiance of gravity. "My turn," he said, his voice a low growl. He flipped her over onto her stomach, his hands on her hips as he positioned himself behind her…….. 👅
Tbc 😉
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