43 - Fred

I made a point of waiting until Becca was at the tip of that abyss, I waited until she was giving in short arches. So I pulled my hand and pushed two fingers into it, knowing that that was the thickness that already stunned her, although it didn't even get close to my cock.

Becca moaned and moved according to my finger movement, shaking in my hand, and letting me play with her intimacy. I felt it when the desire went up to her and slowly spilled, filling her. I could feel it when her vagina contracted around my fingers, sliding more liquids out, while she came.

Becca could be even more beautiful when she came. The half-open lips, the flushed cheeks, the panting breath and the way she opened up even more when she no longer had control over her body... it was too much for me.

Becca has always been a shameless woman, but after sex, she literally awakened the wild instinct in any man. Her breasts were rising according to the small arches that still escaped from her lips, which came togeth