Terry loved this girl. No woman had ever made him feel like Synthia did. She was beautiful inside and out. She was a real woman who knew how to handle her business. And this was not his intention for coming over to her house tonight. He knew that they would have ended up making love, but he had hoped to make it through with what he came to say. But Sweet Sin wasn't having it. When she wanted him, she wanted him, and right now she needed him to love her.
He slid the smooth head of his penis through the fat swollen wet lips of her steamy pussy. He nudged it into her clitoris, and watched as her pussy lips squeezed shut, groping for him. Terry stroked the hard long length of himself, working those first few clear drops of cum out of his throbbing dick. When they appeared and glistened out the head of his dick, Synthia licked her lips, wanting to taste him. He gathered the diamond on his fingers and slid them salty and slimy to her waiting tongue.
"Mmmmmm." Synthia moaned sucking his fingers deep into her hot mouth. Terry knew she liked that. Knew she loved tasting him and drinking him. Synthia was the hottest woman he had ever met, and she didn't mind showing it. But she had sworn to him, during an orgasm, that he was the best she had ever had, and he believed her, and thanked God. He still found it hard to believe that he had found her. Sweet Synthia, a flower among the weeds.
And as much as he wanted to crawl up her body and push his dick deep into her throat, she was begging him to fuck her pussy.
"Fuck my hot pussy Terry." She kept saying while teasing him. "Feel me Terry?" she would ask as she rocked her hips upward, sliding her clit the length of his throbbing hardness. "Please fuck me?" she whispered against his mouth, before running her tongue between his lips, searching for his. "Fuck me!" She demanded as she bit down on his lip. "Do me now!" she demanded loudly as she gripped his ass and ground her pelvis hard against his.
Terry reached up and grabbed her by the hair, snatching her head back to the bed, exposing her throat to him. He hungrily bites at her throat, letting her know, now she had asked for it. He mounted her roughly, penetrated her forcefully and sank the entire length of his penis in her with one swift stroke. Synthia screamed and clawed at his ass, pulling him forward, but pushing him quickly away. She trembled in his arms. Grinding deep in her, Terry felt Synthia's muscles flex and squeeze down around his dick. She was moaning and withering beneath him.
Reaching back, Terry pushed her legs back and over his arms and positioned himself for his next attack. He kept himself buried deep within her, loving the way she whimpered when he jabbed at her short and quick. This was his pussy, he thought to himself. My sweet pussy, and I am about to fuck it until it is good and sore. Terry riding her deep, never letting up from her but for seconds before he pressed make down in her stomach. He had her ass and she couldn't resist him.
"This my pussy Syn?" Terry would ask as he continued to jab her deep, grinding into her, trapping her swollen clit between their bodies. "Tell me Syn. Say it bitch. Who does this pussy belong to?"
"Terry baby. It is your pussy! Ohhh Terry, please baby?" Synthia responded. Rocking her hips up to meet his loving the feel of the pain. "This is your pussy baby. Please fuck me baby. Agghhhh." Terry would ride her like this until she trembled with every push of his hips. He dug his toes in and rolled her backwards on her shoulders. He started by stroking into her slow and long and hard. She moaned and trembled every time he pressed down into her. Her hands gripped his arms, giving her some leverage to work with. Their bodies moved together in a rhythm that was theirs alone.