Catherine's tight little hole was a bit too snug for me. If I pulled out too much, I wasn't sure if I'd be able to get back in.
So, I just kept my cock inside her, gently moving back and forth.
To spice things up, I started rotating my cock as I pushed in, feeling the friction and the pleasure it brought.
With my expert moves, Catherine couldn't help but moan.
Even if she tried to shut her mouth tightly, muffled moans escaped from her nose, quite enticing.
I felt a rush of adrenaline, my desire for Catherine peaking.
At this point, I didn't care if her tight hole could handle my cock. I started thrusting faster, even though I was still being gentle.
The room echoed with the sound of our bodies colliding, urging me to go harder.
I couldn't resist and picked up the pace.
Finally, a bit of her juices leaked out, coating my cock and making it glisten.
Her round breasts bounced wildly, her nipples creating a blur that made me dizzy.
I swallowed hard and reached for her breasts.
They were soft and filled my hands perfectly, my fingers squeezing them like water balloons.
As I tightened my grip, her nipples stood out, and her body shook.
Her nipples quivered again.
This time, Catherine couldn't hold back. Her lips parted, and she let out long, sweet moans, clearly enjoying herself.
But she quickly covered her mouth, embarrassed by the sounds she was making.
"Moan for me, baby... Your voice is so sweet. I love hearing you gasp... Sweetheart."
I rasped, hoping she'd make more of those sexy sounds.
It would drive me wild, maybe even keep me going all night.
Catherine still kept her mouth shut, turning her head away from me.
It looked like it would take some time for her to let go.
Her knees bent unconsciously, supporting my back.
I leaned against her knees, thrusting rapidly into her tight hole.
But my balance shifted, causing my cock to slip out a bit, bringing out more of her juices than when I licked her earlier.
I needed to thrust more to make her juices flow.
After about forty minutes of going at it, Catherine's whole body started to tense up, especially her tight little hole. It felt like she was trying to crush my cock and pull it in deeper.
She was close to climaxing, and my cock, after holding back for so long, was ready to let go too.
So, I picked up the pace and thrust even harder, wanting to hit that peak with her.
As we got closer to the edge, Catherine's knees gave out, and her legs pressed heavily against the bed. I lost my balance and ended up lying on her legs, my cock sliding out of her pussy.
By then, I couldn't hold back anymore and started to cum, shooting a beautiful arc of semen all over Catherine's body.
It flew from her flat stomach, over her head, and landed on the white sheets behind her.
There were drops of my cum on her tight hole, her flat stomach, rosy cheeks, and even in her hair.
Even though I had just cum, my cock was still semi-hard, resting on her stomach. If I went back in, I could probably cum again right away.
But Catherine was new to this, and she needed a break.
She was lying under me, panting heavily, not even noticing the cum on her face.
The cum on her cheek slowly slid down to her mouth, slipping in through her slightly open lips. She didn't seem to care; she just looked at me with affection in her eyes.
I couldn't help but lean over her, pressing her chin with my fingers and gently opening her lips to see inside her mouth.
There was a lot of cum in there, mixed with saliva, and it was turning me on even more.
She didn't mind my cum at all! Usually, it took a while for someone to get used to that, but she actually did it for me.
At that moment, my feelings for Catherine deepened. I kissed her cheek tenderly and whispered, "Sweetheart, can you swallow the cum?"
Catherine didn't say anything; she just blinked at me, then closed her mouth and swallowed.
I pressed her chin again, opened her lips a bit, and checked inside her mouth.
She actually swallowed it!
"I love you, my dear," I confessed from the heart.
Then I kissed her lips, my tongue exploring every corner of her mouth.
Along with the sweet, slightly sticky saliva, there was a faint fishy taste. Even though I'd never tasted my own cum, I knew that was it.
I couldn't even handle the taste of my own cum, but she swallowed it without flinching.
I kissed her more passionately, and Catherine, moved by my enthusiasm, hugged me tightly.
"After swallowing my cum, you can only be my woman, you know?"