Theda had felt lost when Kit's thumb and fingers were withdrawn, but when she felt the penetration that could only by his penis, she knew that the enchantment was not yet finished. The pressure in her loins began to build as he pressed deeper than Lawrence ever had, but when he began to withdraw she whimpered her loss. He pressed forward again and slipped several more inches into her. Theda moaned her joy, "Yes, yes, yes, just like that."
Kit started another slow withdrawal, but Theda moved backward to try to recapture lost ground. Taking that as a hint, Kit lunged forward fully embedding his lengthy prick in the panting woman. "EEEEEE, YES," she squealed. They rocked back and forward until they found a rhythm to their sexual dance. As she loosened more, Kit became more and more aggressive, grasping her hips and pulling her backward as he thrust. Theda felt the head of his cock bang against her cervix and gloried as she grunted out her lust.
Suddenly, Kit totally withdrew from her. Theda had never felt more empty. Kit roughly pushed her over on her side and then rolled her on her back pulling her thighs wide apart. Theda smiled, this position she had some familiarity with. As Kit moved up between her legs, she reached down to guide him into her tunnel. As he easily slid home, she felt the fire relight. After a half dozen strokes, Kit stopped. Theda wrapped her legs around him and pulled him to her with her heels. She hunched her pussy upward at him, but he remained still.
"I told you I liked my women on top," he said. Wrapping his arms around her, he rolled onto his back while remaining buried fully in her hot box. "I've done all the work up to now. Now it is your time to shine."
Not sure of herself in this totally new position, Theda began tentatively with small rocking motions. She soon found that by lowering her face close enough for kisses, she could work her clit as roughly or softly as she wanted across his pubic bone. If she sat more upright and leaned back, his cock scraped her G-spot on every up and down stroke. She settled on spreading her thighs as wide as possible and banging down as hard and fast on the lovely piece of man meat while her clit was pummeled between them. Kit said, "I'm going to come soon. I didn't bring any protection."
"Do it in me; I'm not fertile."
The slap, slap, slap of the two bodies sped up until Theda felt the spurt of Kit's seed blast all in her vagina. Her orgasm was triggered and they both clutched the other with the intensity of lost souls.
As they lay in the position they finished in, Kit stroked her back from her neck to her ass. With each stroke she gave a small shudder and he hunched gently back up at her. Her vagina clasped and relaxed as his cock softened but remained in place due to its length. As their fluids seeped out onto him, Theda rose up slightly and looked between them. Her sensitive nipples brushed back and forth over his chest as she peeked at the growing wetness trapped between them.
"Christopher, we made a mess."
"Yes, ma'am, we did. Am I fired?"
"No, you idiot child, we have too much to move tomorrow."
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