For several minutes, he kept up the slow rocking motion between her quivering titties, feeling his lewd prick growing and expanding until he was afraid it would erupt into a great gushing fountain of sperm before he was ready. He had to force himself to sit still for a moment and content himself with pushing and pulling at the maddening softness of the two throbbing mounds so warmly surrounding him. He tweaked at the nipples and rubbed them over the top of his cock together, one against the other, watching with bared teeth as they jerked and throbbed into a greater hardness that he had not thought possible. At the same time, he studied her face and the reaction it was having upon her.
How electrifying! Her green eyes were open now and gazed unseeing up into the dimness near the top of the center pole of the hut. A thin smoky veil of passion obscured their dilated pupils. Her hips and ass writhed on the mat below, her thighs limply kicking out and then drawing up again as though searching for some invisible lover to draw inside of them. She was completely out of control, and Balloo knew that nothing he did now would matter. She would accept any degradation he would force upon her to quell the fire that was raging out of control in her voraciously hungry cunt. There was just one thing more before he fucked her.
His dark eyes locked on her full sensuous lips still muttering nothings out into the air from her tortured need. They were wet and moist from her tongue swirling around them as she lay suffering beneath him in unfulfilled desire. He wanted to tuck his cock down in between them, and he shuddered as the mere thought of that moist warm cavern closing around it caused it to jerk and almost ejaculate where it lay between her tits.
To place his knees on either side of her neck, he moved up a little, and his long black cock throbbed out directly over her face, presenting her unseeing eyes a view of the pulsating sperm-filled ridge running beneath it. His balls lay gently against her moistened chin. He sat still for a moment, feeling the firm resilient mounds of her tits squashed down beneath his asscheeks. He did not move to give her mind time to adjust to the change in position. Whatever he did had to be slow so as not to break the spell she was under. If she ever returned to total consciousness, he suspected her mind would fight the dictates of her body, and he did not want her in rape this last time. He wanted her mad with desire for him.
Balloo gently placed both of his hands down behind her head and lifted it up off the mat bending her neck up toward him so that her face and mouth were poised directly in front of the palpitating head of his lust-swollen cock. He pushed forward slightly, his asscheeks rolling on the cushion of her white tits behind, until the tip of his hard prick was pressed gently between her slightly open lips. He groaned as he felt the soft surfaces brush gently against the sensitive skin of the head. Her lips closed at the first touch, and he held his breath waiting for a sudden cry of protest, but none came.
Her lips fell limply open instead, and her head pressed forward of its own volition without his having to pull her to him. The movement caught him by surprise as he thought she was beyond moving at all, and he watched with unbelieving delight as the tight rounded ovals of smooth fleshy lips enclosed over the tightly stretched skin of his veiled black cock. He had never in his wildest dreams ever thought he would see the day when he could look down and see his jet black instrument skewering into the face of the missionary's beautiful white daughter. She was so beautiful and innocent, and she was enjoying it!
Slowly at first, she had started using her tongue, and he could feel it swiping around him, causing his blood-hardened cock to jerk inside her mouth. Her lips were soft and smooth and clasped tightly to him in a close elastic ring. He could feel them with pained intensity moving down his lewd prick and taking as much of him as she could in her mouth and surrounding him with the hot moist warmth of her saliva and the tender inner flesh of her tongue. He pressed his hands on either side of her hollowing checks and pressed inward.
She began to suck him with a moist, nibbling pressure, and her tongue licked and curled around him as though she had done this a thousand times and all the hunger burning deep in her devouring cunt was now concentrated in one great gust of sensation in her mouth. Balloo above her flailing head groaned incoherently and pushed his hands tight against her cheeks. He wanted her to make him cum, and he wanted to make her swallow it so that she would know later that he had bent her completely to his will, that he had dominated her as she would never be dominated again. He flexed his loins in and out at the near rounded hole formed by her lips and rolled his asscheeks around on her flaccid yielding titties as though he were attempting to crush them down into her chest. He watched wild-eyed from above as his black glistening flesh disappeared into her clasping lips like it were another hungry, nibbling cunt. He could feel all of himself, every nerve he possessed pulsating and throbbing between her lips and into the moist cavity and warmth of her saliva-filled mouth.
His loins were growing hot, and he was sweating between his legs, and still she sucked, keeping his blood-swollen prick in her mouth, burying her face in his loins until he knew it was the end. The pressure building in his balls slapping against her chin as she worked in her unconscious passion was excruciating and unbearable, and his big cock seemed to inflate and lengthen beyond anything it had ever done before.
Then suddenly, there was a jerk in his loins and nothing in the world could have stopped the liquid white flow that was rushing like a waterfall up from his aching balls and out the tip of his jerking prick. He gripped her head tight between his hands and shoved his lewdly bloated cock deep into her throat. She groaned beneath him as the first needle thin spurt of hot, fiery liquid flooded into the back of her mouth, filling the warm moist cavity, bloating and stretching her cheeks until they almost burst. Her throat worked gluttonously, swallowing and sputtering to keep from choking on the white sticky semen as he emptied his balls relentlessly into the depths of her gullet.
His big heathen body quivered above her as Balloo felt the last of his masculinity drained from his rapidly deflating prick. He was momentarily exhausted and had to brace himself with his hands tangled in her hair to keep from falling to the side of the mat. He started to lift himself from her, but to his amazement, she would not let his deflated organ escape from her lips. She continued to suck gently, undulating her ass behind him down into the bed and rubbing her legs hungrily together as he watched with disbelief the tiny thin trails of white cum running down from the corners of her mouth to her chin below. He had never felt anything like it, and it seemed as though he had been completely drained of all the strength and desire he had ever possessed. But, after a short while, his lusty cock began again to thicken in the soft, now slippery warmth of her mouth. She licked it and bit it gently, seeming to take delight in her power to bring it to life again after its cataclysmic collapse.
He thought he could never make love again as long as he lived, but when it had grown to full size, he felt desire begin to rekindle in his loins. She continued to nibble for a moment longer, swiping her slippery tongue wetly around and around it until she was certain it was restored to its full length and power and then she let her head fall heavily back to the bed. The rejuvenated cock slipped wetly from her mouth a small, thin string of semen still connecting her lips to it. Her eyes fluttered open, and she looked up at him through smoky, desire-ridden pupils for a moment and then pleaded with him in a desperate whisper.