Hannah couldn't help but let out a moan. Her hips were still wriggling, trying to get my cock out.
But to me, it seemed like she was teasing me, wanting me to go deeper.
I grabbed her hips with both hands, spreading them apart, revealing her tight pussy. I could see my cock sliding in and out, with obscene fluids dripping out.
I kept thrusting slowly.
"Please, pull out! Don't go any deeper... I'm begging you!" Hannah pleaded.
I had been thrusting for a few minutes, but she was still resisting, pushing my hands away and trying to shove me off her, but her strength was too small, like a gentle tickle to me. I took the chance to grab her hands with one hand and place them on her slender waist, making it impossible for her to break free.
Her hands kept flailing, her long nails scratching at my hand, trying to get me to let go.
But all she managed to do was graze my skin a bit.
I kept thrusting, about five hundred times until Hannah finally gave up struggling. She gradually pulled her hands back, bending her arms and resting her chin on them.
A steady, muffled moan came from her nostrils.
She swayed her head as I kept thrusting her, making her bun of hair bob up and down, just like her hips, swaying up and down. Every time her full, firm buttocks moved, they squeezed my cock, feeling incredibly tight and satisfying.
This was what it felt like to make love to a woman with a big butt—it was simply amazing!
I kept thrusting, about a thousand times now and suddenly felt her vagina tighten like crazy while her body stiffened.
This was the prelude to her climax.
I pressed her hips firmly with both hands, gradually increasing the speed and force of my thrusts, filling the room with the sound of rhythmic body impacts.
"Slow down... I'm about to climax! Don't be so rough... I'm about to climax!" Hannah shouted, biting her lower lip and burying her face in her arms.
After a while, Hannah's waist kept shaking back and forth, and I could feel my cock being squeezed by her tight little hole.
Then, a muffled, rapid gasp came from Hannah's bent arm.
I waited for a bit with my cock still inside her, and when I felt she wasn't reacting much, I resumed thrusting.
Hannah's low moans returned, but this time with a hint of urgent gasping. "Enough... don't thrust any more."
"Why? Are you uncomfortable?" I asked while thrusting.
"No... it's not that." Hannah lifted her head to speak, then quickly lowered it again.
She stayed lying on the bed.
I climbed up and lay on Hannah's back, my chin against her left shoulder, our cheeks pressed together. I could feel the sticky sweat on her face. She was too exhausted to resist anymore.
I reached for her chest, unbuttoning her nurse uniform.
After a couple of buttons, her chest was exposed. I slipped my hands inside her clothes, feeling her breasts through her bra.
Her bra and thong were a matching set, both composed of two pieces of fabric held together by a slender string.
With a gentle tug, the string on her back loosened, and my hands easily found her round, white, and plump breasts.
I cupped her breasts in my palms, gently kneading them, squeezing her round nipples between my fingers. I started with a gentle massage, feeling the softness of her breasts and the smoothness of her skin.
After a while, I felt her nipples gradually hardening, growing larger between my fingers, as round and plump as fresh grapes.
I focused on her nipples, gently kneading them with two fingers, my thumb turning clockwise and my index finger counterclockwise.
Fine wrinkles appeared on her full nipples, and the sensation was incredible.
Meanwhile, my cock kept thrusting into Hannah's hole.
"Be gentle," Hannah moaned.
I asked, "So, do you still want me to keep going?"
Hannah's face was still buried in her arms, refusing to answer.
I increased the intensity and speed of my thrusts.
Unable to bear it, Hannah lifted her face from her arms, letting out moans one after another.
I continued, "Tell me, should I keep going?"
Hannah stayed silent.
But I was getting a bit bored with this position and motion.
I pulled my cock out of Hannah's pussy.
The obscene fluid inside flowed out like a faucet, wetting the sheets, mixed with some milky white liquid, the fluid I had ground into a white foam.
I got up from her, sat aside, one hand under her chest, the other under her lower abdomen, and with a little force, I turned her over.
Hannah was now lying flat on the bed, facing me, her face flushed, her eyes watery, and her lipstick smudged, giving her a slightly swollen look.
She looked pitiful like she had been kissed and cried by me.
I spread Hannah's legs apart, sat between them, and inserted my cock into her pussy again.
Her pussy made a gurgling sound.
Hannah knew she couldn't stop me, so she stopped resisting as she placed her hands on the bed, surrendering herself to my every thrust.
That was fine by me, it allowed me to thrust to my heart's content.
My cock thrust into her hole rhythmically, each time it was about to reach the end, it would quickly turn a circle outside the hole, letting the glans rub inside.
With each turn, a muffled gasp came from Hannah's nostrils.
I could tell she was enjoying being fucked by me.