#68371 - I don’t know how long we lay there, entangled in each other’s bodies, but after a while she released herself, pulled on her dress and left the room without another word. Our love was rhythmic, hypnotic, the sounds of her pleasure providing an erotic melody for the low, seductive bass line of my thick, hard cock forcing its way inside her, swelling with ecstasy until, on the final thrust, when it made its way deepest inside her, annotated by the loudest scream of them all, I fired my load deep within her and fell into her arms, feeling the soft pulsating of her genitals as they released fluids to mingle with my own. Seeing her like this, so upset and frustrated, brought that old paternal connection to a new level and suddenly my arms were around her.