Normally, I would stop teasing her, but today was different. It had been ages since we last made love, and I missed her like crazy.
I wanted her to talk dirty all night and make love like we used to. No way was I letting her off easy.
I kept thrusting hard and fast, making Catherine's lower abdomen arch beautifully.
Then she started to spasm, the tremors spreading from her core to her limbs.
Her butt was trembling against me, and she was dripping wet.
"Too deep!" Catherine cried out as she climaxed, grabbing my fingers and the back of my hand.
Her grip left marks on my hand, but I didn't stop.
I thrust harder, and a hot stream of semen shot into her, making her spasm even more, her body arching like a bridge.
"Come on, tell me, what are we doing right now?"
"We're... making love!" Catherine said, unable to resist the climax.
"Who are you making love with?" I asked.
"It's you," she answered, her eyes closing in pleasure.
"Who am I? What's my name?" I pressed.
"You're David..."
"What am I to you?" I continued.
"You're my boyfriend... my beloved boyfriend."
Satisfied with her answer, I turned her over to face me. After the climax, Catherine seemed to fall asleep again, her cheek resting on my chest.
Her hot breath on my chest was incredibly warm, making my nipples hard instantly.
I lifted one of her legs and pressed it against my waist, placing one of my legs between hers.
Then I raised my knee to spread her legs apart, adjusted my cock, and thrust it into her, making Catherine moan.
Her eyes opened, looking at me dazedly.
Seeing I was still focused on pleasuring her, she relaxed and fell back asleep, her face buried in my chest.
In a daze, she felt something pressing against her chest, tickling her cheek and nose.
She sneezed in my arms.
As she closed her mouth, she happened to take my nipple into her mouth, then ended up sucking on it.
Men's nipples were naturally smaller and more sensitive, and even with my workouts, I couldn't change that.
When Catherine pressed her tongue against it, her delicate tongue and soft tip stuck to my nipple, sucking on it like a child nursing.
My nipple was surrounded by her soft touch, hitting the sensitive spot.
While I was pleasuring her, my whole body trembled uncontrollably, like an electric current was running through my veins, making me feel insanely good. I held Catherine tight, pressing her firmly against me. She sucked on my nipple even deeper, her lips warm and insistent.
Her tongue started to explore, moving from my nipple to the surrounding areola. Each delicate, teasing lick circled the sensitive skin, sending shivers of pleasure through me.
But she was asleep now, leaving all the sensations confined to her body, unable to linger in her mind for her to savor later.
That wasn't what I wanted, so I quickly turned her over and pressed her beneath me.
Her legs were spread apart by my thighs, and I kept thrusting rapidly into her.
Catherine's slender body rose with each thrust, pushing up towards my head and sinking down. The thick, soft bed creaked under us.
Unconsciously, Catherine woke up from her sleep.
As soon as she woke up, she climaxed again, her pussy gripping my cock tightly, the soft flesh inside her still trembling violently.
Catherine moaned and writhed in pleasure, feeling my thrusts.
The sound sent a shiver down my spine, and I couldn't help but respond with my own uncontrollable moans, each one growing more intense with every thrust.
Then, a surge of semen gushed out, filling her completely.
My cock was extremely sensitive, bulging with veins, trembling uncontrollably inside her.
But I didn't want to end this pleasure just yet. Catherine was here on a business trip, not a vacation. Who knew if she'd be busy with work early the next morning or when she'd be free again? To be safe, I decided to satisfy my desire for her before any potential interruptions.
With the semen just ejaculated, I didn't pull out. Instead, I kept moving my hips, thrusting my semi-erect cock into her, the semen from her pussy being pushed out along her buttocks and onto the bed.
A wave of decadent scent emanated from the sheets, wafting into my nostrils.
Surprisingly, I didn't find the smell unpleasant; instead, it was like catching a whiff of an aphrodisiac, and I increased the speed and intensity of my thrusts.
Catherine's soft breasts were shaking everywhere as I thrust, almost to the point of distortion, leaving my mouth so dry that I had to lick my lips.
I grabbed one breast, squeezing it in my palm, tightening my fingers as I thrust into her, then pressing down on her body.
As I thrust vigorously, Catherine's spine arched, her sternum lifted, and her breasts rose in response to my kneading.
Her hands climbed up my strong, muscular back, fingers gripping tightly, leaving scratch marks with her long, sharp nails.
But I didn't feel any pain, instead getting more and more excited as I continued to pleasure her.