After A Good Fucking With Margaret

"Do you like it, Johnny?" she moaned into the boy's ear. "Do you like the way your prick feels inside my cunt? I know you want me, know you want to shove that big thing into my snatch. You can do it, Johnny, you can fill me with come."
Her voice was slow and deep, hypnotizing the young student as he strived to do her bidding. John caught on quickly, soon learning that it was pleasant for both of them when he rammed his cock in hard and fast, hitting the bottom of her vaginal canal at the end of each powerful thrust.

The boy's breath began to come hard and fast, turning Margaret on all the more. She loosened the grip of her legs and allowed him to fuck her freely. Her eyes closed as Margaret yielded to John's quickening strokes. He was better than she'd expected, a perfect, virile young stud.

Margaret cupped her hands on the boy's hard, firm buttocks, driving his cock even deeper into her hungry snatch. One finger rubbed against his asshole just as her big, rounded tits pressed upward on the boy's slender, wiry chest. They were united by lust now, moving together toward a common goal.

"Mmmm, that feels so good, so fucking good,"
Margaret chanted. "Oh, shit, that's it, don't stop fucking me."
The boy had no intention of stopiyng. He was used to fucking now, able to serve his own pleasure with adolescent greediness. His prick moved faster and faster and he twisted his hips with every stroke, enjoying the sloshing sound that it made as it insinuated itself into the depths of Margaret's body.

Margaret looked up at her young lover and knew that it would all be over soon. His face was covered with sweat and every muscle in his healthy young body had begun to contract. His strokes grew harder and more urgent, almost painful, but she liked it that way, wanted him to explode inside her.

She stopped moving altogether, wanting to come with John, knowing that he needed no further stimulation to bring him over the edge. Still, her cunt muscles continued to clamp down on John's rod, refusing to relinquish the luscious joystick, massaging it in a way no man could have resisted for long.

"AAAAAAAHHHHH, oh shit, oh that feels so good," John panted. "It's happening to me now, I can't stop it. Here it comes baby, yeah, here it is. I'm COMMMMMMMIIINNNGGG."
One last thrust and he was ready, slamming his prick into Margaret's pussy and then letting it contract violently. In another second Margaret felt herself being laved from within, felt three separate jets of semen pouring into her cunt, mingling with her own fluids. She could smell the familiar strong odor of sperm, could taste the boy's sweat as it dripped onto her face.
"Don't stop, Johnny," she commanded. "Keep fucking me, don't take it out yet. I want to come with you."
John had no idea what she was talking about but there was no reason not to bide his mistress's words. His prick was still mostly erect and it felt great to have it buried in her fuck hole. He moved tentatively, sloshing around in the woman's dripping cunt and wondering what would happen to her next.