Closing her eyes, the sensuous woman continued to rub her tits and her pussy. She gyrated her hips slightly to allow her finger to go in deeper, sighing delightedly all the while.
"Sorry, honey," Whit said, stepping toward her. "I can't wait any longer. We're going to fuck right now, whether you want to or not."
Barbara put up a playful protest, hammering her fists against Whit's muscular back and shoulders as he lifted her up. But she didn't want to get away. She wanted to fuck just as much as he did.
After tossing her onto the bunk, Whit proceeded to tear off her bra and panties. Then he mounted her, plowing his cock deep into her slick cunt on the first stroke. Whit fucked her so hard that Barbara felt as if he was rocking the boat with his intense thrusts. She could have sworn the old Albatross was listing back and forth as he furiously pummeled her pussy.
As Barbara hung on for dear life, feeling Whit's thick cock slide up deep inside her, she thought about how wonderful he was making her feel. If the intensity of his lovemaking was any indication, they were destined to have a long and happy marriage.
When she finally came, as Whit flooded her pussy with hot sperm, she didn't think they could ever be happier. As long as they could fuck whenever they wanted to-as long and as hard as they wanted to-she didn't think they would ever have any problems.