Margaret Cums And Screams

"OOOOOOOOHHHHHH, JIM, JIM, JIM," she screamed. "Fuck me, please, yes, do it that way, do it aaaaaahhhhhh, do it again. Fuck me harder. I love the way your big prick fits in my cunt. Ooooh, right, hard, fuck me hard.
AAAAAAAHHHHHH."

Margaret continued to cum and scream, experiencing one contraction after another in her spurting cunt. Each spasm of lust was stronger than its predecessor, almost causing her to pass out from a surfeit of pleasure. But she moved with her lover all the way, trying to wrest every drop of pleasure from the situation. She knew that Jim couldn't be far behind her, that his prick would soon be washing her with a new kind of fluid.
But his prick moved slower in Margaret's cunt and then she felt it sliding out of her, all the way, leaving her cunt feeling empty and betrayed. Then Jim rolled over until he too was on his back. He slipped one arm under Margaret's warm dimpled shoulders and kept her body pressed tightly to his side.

"Is something wrong, Jim?" Margaret asked a few seconds later. "Did I say or do something?"
"No, you were beautiful," Jim answered, his voice low and husky. "I just need a little rest. I guess I've had a lot on my mind lately, you know, school business and all."
At first Margaret's feelings were hurt. She and Jim had been having such a good time together and now he was pulling away from her and worrying about his job of all things. But it was obvious that Jim was truly preoccupied. He had been enjoying their fuck but now his body was tense.
"Anything I can help with?" she asked.
"It's those kids, those damned kids," Jim answered, breaking their embrace and rolling over onto his side. "Their truancy, their vandalism. I'm going to get fired one of these days because of some of those boys. Take that little bastard, Stephan, the one in your social studies class. Every report that gets written up about him reflects badly on me, on the whole damned staff."
"They can be a problem," Margaret concurred. "But they're not that bad, not even John. Actually, he's rather bright."
"Well, he's going to get himself expelled," Jim answered hotly. "And after that I can't imagine him ending anywhere but reform school. And you know something, I don't care, I'd really like to see that kid behind bars. I might just help him along."
Margaret tried to keep her face blank. She had to end the discussion immediately before any suspicion came into Jim's mind. The thought of John getting into that kind of trouble was an all too easy thing to imagine, but she didn't dare intercede for the boy. If their sexual relationship were discovered it would be the end for them both, in no uncertain terms.
"Forget about those little monsters," Margaret said, forcing herself to smile. "I'll help you forget, darling. Come on to Mama, she's got something real nice for you."
Margaret rolled over, shifting her weight agilely until she and Jim were lying head to foot. She looked at her lover's cock and saw that it was still hard, still swollen to the point of bursting. She hoped that Jim would take the hint quickly and get to work on her pussy, sixty-nine with her.