I shoved up into her one last time, burying myself as deep as I could, before I forced my hands to grip her waist and lift her off. My cock slipped free with a wet pop, glistening with both our juices.
"Quick," she urged, voice sharp.
I grunted, stroking myself fast, my cock angled up toward her stomach as she leaned over me, still straddling my thighs, tits hanging down close enough to drive me insane. My breath broke into ragged gasps, and then I let out a strangled moan as I came hard—thick streams painting across her flat belly, dripping toward her navel.
She chuckled, watching me twitch through it, my cum spread messy over her skin. "There you go. Good boy."
I collapsed back against the couch, chest heaving, cock softening in my hand. She stayed perched on me, smirking down at the sticky mess between us.
"Another round?" she asked lightly, wiping a finger through the cum on her stomach and flicking it at me.
