Propped up on her elbows, Cynthia looked down as she felt her vagina start to yield, the hot oily tissues inside her bathing his rigid prick as he went deeper, inch after turgid inch disappearing from view. She’d never felt so blissfully full in her whole life as Devon’s huge cock stretched and filled her, plumbing the steaming depths of her cunt until his shaven groin pressed up against her slick mound, his cock totally impaled inside her. As he’d been going deeper and deeper, she’d felt her pleasure level rising until it peaked, just as the hot flared tip bumped up against the entrance of her womb.
“OH FUCCCKKKK!” Cynthia screamed out as gut-wrenching climax tore through her. She couldn’t believe how fast it had happened. As soon as he’d touched bottom, she’d gone off, the intense sensations starting deep in her stretched cunt and shooting like fireworks to every jangling nerve ending of her body. She shook and twitched like a wild thing, the overwhelming sensations of her orgasm making her convulse and buck like she was having a seizure. But it felt so good she couldn’t believe it. She was flushed and sweating, but she’d never had an orgasm quite so powerful in her whole life… and Devon hadn’t even started really fucking her yet.
“It seems Miss really needed that,” Devon said calmly as her shattering climax started to dwindle.
“Oh my god,” Cynthia said panting. “I’ve never come that hard in my whole life. It was amazing.”
“Would you like another one then?” Devon asked as he teasingly rolled his hips, the blunt head of his enormous cock rubbing deliciously over the sensitive folds of flesh way up inside her.
“Oh god, yes, please. I really need you to fuck me now,” Cynthia said as she instinctively flexed her hips up against him, letting him know she was ready for more. She sensed that the first glorious orgasm he’d just given her with his dick inside her was just an appetizer of what was to come, and now she wanted the full meal deal.
“That’s what I like to hear.” Still keeping her spread wide open, Devon drew back until all that was left inside of his long hard cock was the huge purple head, and then he flexed forward, driving the full length into her with one hard, merciless thrust.
“OH GOD… OH GOD… OH GOD!” Cynthia wailed, throwing her head back as she clutched the sides of the table in a death grip. When his cock slid forcefully back into her, the thick shaft rubbing salaciously over the hot vaginal walls, she thought she was going to pass out from the deliciously intense sensations that coursed through her. But she didn’t, she just kept revelling in the luxurious sensations of being fucked, fucked spectacularly by a huge cock, and by a man who knew how to use it.
For the next ten minutes, Devon absolutely hammered the depths of her hot mature cunt. Cynthia came time after time under the forceful assault, whimpering and screaming in pure ecstasy. She felt like she’d never been fucked before in her whole life, that getting pounded by a big black cock was the way fucking was meant to be.
“OH FUCK,” she groaned loudly as Devon slowed down and rolled his hips, his huge cock buried to the hilt inside her. “SO DEEP… SO FUCKING DEEP… I LOVE IT… OH FUCK… I’M GONNA COME AGAIN!” Cynthia started thrashing about, her big bum shifting from side to side on the massage table as Devon kept slamming his truncheon-like cock full-throttle into her, his midsection slapping noisily against her dripping mound.
“I’m almost ready to come, Miss. Where do you want this load?” Devon said as he slowly rolled his hips once more, churning her insides teasingly.
“Oh fuck,” Cynthia moaned loudly as she flexed her pussy, the muscles inside her gripping onto the thrusting shaft possessively. “I want… I want to see it. I want you to come all over me.”
“Your wish is my command,” Devon said as he slammed his enormous prick home a few more times, his pounding thrusts causing Cynthia to climax again. He finally drew back, pulling his engorged cock out her sucking cunt with a nasty wet sound that filled the tent. He wrapped his hand around his throbbing monster and pointed it right at her, just before a milky drop of seed filled the yawning eye at the tip before launching forward.
“HERE YOU GO, MISS!”
“OH FUCK!” Cynthia crowed as a massive rope of semen jettisoned forth and raced up her body, covering her from her pussy to her face. Devon pumped again and a second volley of cum spewed forth, a veritable wave of milky spunk raining down on her body.
Cynthia could feel her pussy tingling again as another orgasm shot through her, just from watching what was happening. Devon kept stroking his bucking prick, aiming the spitting cockhead all over her curvy body as he went off, flooding her with what seemed to Cynthia looked like a bucket of cum. By the time he was done, she was a total mess, covered in warm gooey semen from her pussy to the top of her head, her tits and midsection awash in puddles of the stuff.
“Oh my god. Jim, look at all this cum,” Cynthia said as she turned to look at her husband. He was sitting there, his cock in his hand, both his dick and his hand covered with his own spunk. It was obvious to Cynthia that Jim had enjoyed the show he’d been watching. And the way he was staring in awe at her cum-covered body, she knew exactly what he wanted. “C’mere, baby. Come and take care of this for me.”
Jim eagerly rushed over to the table and leaned over her, his tongue running first over the puddles of glistening jizz on her belly. A nasty wet sucking sound like someone slurping up a strand of spaghetti came from his working mouth as he lapped up every gob of the warm seed that he could. He moved from her belly to her breasts, and then licked her face clean, swallowing a ton of cum.
While Devon stepped back and pulled his swim trunks back on, Jim ended up kneeling between his wife’s spread thighs and pressed his face against her cum-soaked mound, hungrily licking up the rest of Devon’s potent seed. He gave special attention to Cynthia’s swollen clit, rolling a wad of the gooey cum all over it, causing her to quiver and twitch through another orgasm.
“Did you enjoy your massage, Miss?” Devon asked when Cynthia finally came down from her tingling climax and pushed Jim away from her sensitive pussy.
“Oh god, yes. I loved it. Thank you so much, Devon.”
“Rest assured, Miss, it was my pleasure,” Oscar said as he gave her a little bow. “Anytime Miss needs another massage, I’d be only too happy to be of assistance. Now, feel free to use the shower there and enjoy the rest of your day.” He turned on his heel and left them, Cynthia’s head still spinning from the intensity of the numerous climaxes she’d just experienced.
“Didn’t I tell you you’d love this place,” Jim said as he dragged his tongue across Cynthia’s soft inner thigh, licking up another ribbon of thick white semen.
“Oh my god… it’s wonderful, absolutely wonderful,” Cynthia said as she looked down at the satisfied smile on her husband’s face. “What’s next?”