60. Nate

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NATE

Rosie's pussy clamps down around my length.

"Nathan!" Her cry is hoarse.

Her voice cracks on my name.

And I feel the first pulse of my own release shoot deep inside her channel.

I jerk my hand away from her clit and grip my cock as I pull out of her heat and keep coming.

Her hands slip from my hair, and I push myself up on my free hand so I can jerk off onto her sweet body like I promised.

A rope of release splatters across her belly.

Another across her tits.

But then I aim back down to her perfect little pussy.

Painting her curls and pressing my tip against her clit.

Rosie's body twitches, but she doesn't push me away.

I drag my hand up and down my cock one last time, then I sit back and take in the woman beneath me.

Rosie is a mess.

Cum all over. Her own pleasure coating her thighs. Makeup smeared.

And a smile on her face.

She looks like mine.