Her throat would let out these low moans every now and then.
"Babe, stick your tongue out a bit," I said softly, moving my hips and guiding her.
Catherine looked a bit confused, furrowing her brow.
Even though she didn't get why I wanted her to do that, she went along with it and stuck out the tip of her tongue a little.
Her soft, wet tongue just barely touched my smooth glans, making my excited cock throb hard.
I let out a soft growl, getting more and more worked up. I couldn't wait to slide my cock into Catherine's mouth. Every time my glans touched her soft tongue and hard teeth, it would twist a bit, brushing against them in a teasing way.
Each touch sent electric jolts of pleasure through my body, an addictive feeling that left me wanting more. The mix of her warmth and the amazing friction was almost too much, driving my desire and pushing me to the brink of ecstasy.
"Yeah... That feels so good..." I said, not holding back my pleasure.
Before long, Catherine's mouth was completely open for me. Each time my glans went into her mouth, her soft tongue eagerly licked its surface, like a kid savoring a lollipop. The feeling was both ticklish and intoxicating, making me want more.
Her cheeks were flushed, her moist eyes filled with desire, making her look incredibly sexy. She was totally lost in the moment.
It was clear she loved the taste of my cock, her licks both eager and greedy, like she couldn't get enough.
"It's so hot... I feel like I'm about to catch fire. Slow down," she moaned.
Catherine reached her hand to my crotch, her soft little hand spreading out as if trying to push me away.
But her efforts felt more like gentle caresses, only making me want her more.
I grabbed her hands with one hand and smoothly moved them to my abs, then up to my chest.
My other hand was squeezing her breasts, spreading my thumb and pinky to pinch both of her nipples.
I pressed her nipples gently together, and her full breasts responded, squeezing towards the center and enveloping my cock. The sensation was incredible, almost like being inside her.
"Stop... it's burning... so hot... It's really catching fire... don't do it anymore..." Catherine pleaded with me, her voice breaking.
My cock could clearly feel the increasing heat between her breasts.
I picked up the pace and strength of my thrusts, and soon, I felt a numbness in my lower back, and thick semen gushed out from the tip of my glans.
Catherine was begging with her mouth wide open, and some saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth onto her chin.
At that moment, most of my cum shot into her mouth.
She was caught off guard, choked on it, and started coughing violently.
In just a few seconds, Catherine was coughing up tears from the physical reaction.
She turned over, facing the bed, still coughing, with tears and cum dripping onto the sheets, staining them.
I gently patted her back, wanting her to take a break.
After nearly five minutes, she finally recovered, turned back around, and collapsed heavily on the bed.
She was breathing heavily through her nose and mouth, causing her breasts to shake with each breath.
Every time her chest rose, her breasts would spill out a bit, showing the red marks from my cock.
I felt a twinge of guilt and buried my face in her chest, planting light kisses.
As I kissed her, I sincerely apologized, "I'm sorry, babe, I couldn't control myself."
Catherine weakly shook her head, lifted her arm to encircle me, burying my cheek deeper into her breasts.
"It's okay. If you're happy, I'm happy. Can we sleep now?" she said softly.
The vibrations in her chest passed through her breasts to my cheeks, into my ear canal, tickling me and making me feel addicted.
I sucked on her nipple gently, then reluctantly let go.
I rolled over to sleep beside her, both arms firmly around her, chin against her forehead, feeling the softness and fragrance of her hair.
"Thank you, babe. Let's sleep," I said, planting a kiss on her cheek.
Catherine nodded, rolled over, and snuggled into my arms.
Before long, we both fell asleep together.
When we woke up the next day, it was already noon. Unlike usual, we didn't immediately get up or make love, but cuddled each other, feeling each other's warmth.
I was like a child buried in her chest, sucking on her nipple, and licking the edge of it with my tongue.
Catherine tightly held my head, pressing my face into her breasts, her body pressed against mine, fitting tightly together.
Unsatisfied, she lifted one leg and clamped it around my waist, her wet pussy rubbing against my tight, defined abs. The rough texture of my muscles and skin stimulated her, making her even wetter.
Before long, my abdomen was completely soaked with her juices, even some lingering in my navel.
While licking her breasts, I slid my hand from behind her butt to her pussy, squeezing her plump labia together tightly, feeling like they could contain one of my fingers.
With that thought, I inserted my middle finger into her pussy, feeling it enveloped by her plump labia. The fingertip sensed the flow of her juices, adding to the intense sensation.