Steel felt a thrill ejaculating for Sarita, and yet he could still feel himself somewhat intimidated or put off, and so it was that he erupted for her yet felt still more semen churning away deep in his balls yet to be released, and his erection remained as stubbornly hard as ever.
A goggle-eyed Luz freaked out loudly as she watched and comprehended this. "WHAT A MAN!" she bellowed. She leaped across the bed and possessively grabbed and sheltered his cock. As she gingerly caressed it while breathing hotly, she flashed a look up at Steel, and he had to admit, it was a hot one. There was a fire in the dusky seductress's eye, a playful flounce of her long black hair, a sharp edge defined by her beautiful eyebrows now slating low with serious concentrations, a hungry suggestion in her white teeth almost but not quite clenching. She shot him a look for the ages, one he wished to hell he could photograph.
"What a man!" she repeated. "This man is a born focker!"
Steel was a little confused. He was a born German biplane from World War One?
"He focks and focks," she went on with delightfully melodramatic overemphasis, "and he will fock us all, like the MAN that he IS!"
At last Steel understood. Luz did not have at all that thick an accent, yet somehow "fuck" was coming out "fock" -- and from her, he was loving it.
Luz threw herself into kissing and licking and massaging Steel's cock, making sure to squeeze in some quality time nuzzling his fist-big glands up against her face as she slowly and luxuriously titfucked -- or titfocked -- him, but at last her pussy could hold out no longer and she too surrendered her womanhood to him.
"Bump my lungs, yes, bump my lungs, you FOCKER!" she encouraged. "Fock me! Fock me! Fock! Fock! FOCK!"
Steel gave her credit for a little extra stamina. He could see her as a true bronco buster at a rodeo, clinging to the saddle for dear life with everything she had, wanting to ride forever, but at last she had to cry out "WHAT A MAN!" one more time before she let loose a loud thrashing sequence of violent orgasms, one right after the other right after the other, before she at last gave a great whooping howl and conked out, her own consciousness at last defeated. |