The tremendous sensations emanating from her pussy pounded through her entire body to crash into Christine's head. Her mind was hazy from the passionate pleasure she was experiencing but still, in spite of her overwhelming desire, reached back between her thighs to grasp the extended double sacs containing Brett's large balls. They felt both hot and cold in her hand and she furiously rubbed and pulled them wanting to milk the hot sticky semen they controlled and contained, to have it shooting madly up into her hungry cunt. The huge nuts seemed to respond to her gentle squeezes as he felt the gobby sperm within them surging, anxious to get out, anxious to squirt way up inside her boiling hot belly.
“Shoot it into me, give me your cum. Fuck your prick deep into me, please!” begged Christine greedily for Brett to reach his orgasm as she was ready to erupt at any time. Her trembling twat felt like it might explode into a million pieces if she had the sensation of feeling just one blast of his hot sperm.
The building pressure in his quaking balls became tremendous as Christine continued to excitedly fondle them in her warm, soft hand and Brett stared down at her squirming asscheeks that seemed to churn against his hard-driving pecker. Brett could clearly see the brownish rubbery ring of flesh in the cleft of her asscheeks and it looked as though her shithole was puckering with each vicious thrust of his long fuckstick in her panting pussy. He placed his middle finger against the tiny, tight circle of her asshole and slowly, he worked the tip inside, feeling the muscle tighten at first and then subjugately relax, Holding back for a second, Brett waited for the right moment and then as he felt her poophole relax, he jammed his middle finger all the way inside her asshole until he could shove it no further.
“Ohhhhh! Dear Christ in Heaven!” Christine screamed from the sudden pain in her ass. She automatically tightened her shithole against the finger entering her ass, but it sank deep inside her anyway.
Brett didn't waste any time, but began fucking his finger in and out of her asshole in time with his prick fucking into her writhing wet cunt. Her head was now bounding against the back of the couch as he viciously drove the two fleshy fucksticks into her body. Her head was twisting from side to side in her mixed ecstasies of pain and pleasure and she released her vise-like grip on his balls.
“Oh, God, yes! Fuck me! You sonofabitch! Fuck me deep and hard!” Christine screamed and pleaded as her cunt and ass were ravished by his ferocious prick stabs. She experienced a thrilling pleasure from his finger jabbing deep in her nakedly exposed asshole, and she fucked back against him for all the delicious joy it gave her.
Delirious with the excitement of seeing the beast-like response his fucking brought from the beautiful young girl, Brett thought this whole body was driving up inside her magnificent pussy and he fucked into her with an ever greater force. The tight ring of flesh that surrounded the opening to her shithole folded in and out as his finger worked with equal intensity to the throbbing whang. He knew he couldn't hold back his climax much longer as the sensation in his own balls was building with each long drive of his blood-engorged dong into the depths of her hungry young pussy. She was fucking her ass back against his groin with wild animal abandon and he knew that she, too, was near that peak of orgasm.
“Eeeeeiiiggghhh! Ooooohhhhh! Aaaagghhh!” Christine mewled over and over as the sensations in her twat reached greater and greater heights. The flesh-covered telephone pole in her twat was driving her insane with pleasure, when suddenly her whole body started shaking violently and she arched her belly back hard against the hard, fleshy cock. With one tremendous spasm in the pit of her belly, her pussy burst with her cum like a gigantic tidal wave had suddenly covered her entire body.
“O-h-h-h-h! God! I'm cuming! I'm cuming! A-h-h-h-h! E-e-e-egggh!”
Christine's screams seemed to come from everywhere as her entire body jerked crazily against his huge swollen pecker. She bucked and twisted and bounced as her body filled with the passion of her orgasm. Her white-hot pussy juice poured out around the deeply buried head of his prick and splashed along its full length like a raging ocean of lust. Her twat walls rippled in great waves as the white liquid cum spilled out around the thick base of his whang to mat down his cock hair in sticky clumps. The pink fleshy cockhole contracted again and again and she screamed her pleasure with deep-throated echoes of fuck joy.
Feeling the hot, white juice of her climax around his prick was all it took to set off that climbing cycle of pleasureful climax in Brett's balls. He shoved his hips hard forward, lifting her feet off the floor and nearly battering her head through the back of the couch, as his cum started to make the insane swim from his balls to the tip of his jerking pecker. The fantastic sensation in the base of his dong grew higher and higher as the hot pecker fluid ran up its length to squirt like a spewing geyser out the swollen cockhead. Brett threw his head back and shoved forward again as his pecker erupted with its hot, life-giving pleasure.
Christine felt the surge of pulsating pressure move up the length of the long pecker that her pussy was contracting around and she shoved back to meet the tremendous burst of passionate pleasure. The first blast of his hot sperm felt like an ocean of molten lead crashing deep inside her womb, and it started her cum all over again.
“Oh, shit, shit, shit! I'm aiming again! Oh, fuck me, fuck me good!” The hot, spewing prick seemed to swell up against every part of her pussy and her womb jerked in answer to its driving, hot cum fluid. Each burst of the hot sperm felt like a million needles punching every nerve in her body, and her own cum exploded out around the hard, erupting whang to mix gleefully with its own erupting pleasures.
As Brett's climatic pleasure reached its peak, he still had his finger jammed deep in her still hotly clenching asshole, his hand trapped there by the force of his pelvis against her asscheeks. He could feel the spasmodic contractions of her pussy both from his exploding cock and from his finger in her shithole and it made him even wilder with excitement. His cum kept spurting out of the head of the pecker like there was no end to it, and with each sensational jerk, Christine's obscene, lascivious mewls became louder and louder. Their mixed cums were pouring out of her battered fuckhole to cover their thighs with sticky warmth. As more and more juice rolled out, it ran down their legs to stain the leather couch and carpet with gobby puddles.
When the last of Brett's sperm had travelled up the length of his huge prick, the satisfying explosion complete, Brett Stover fell forward across Christine's still upturned asscheeks. She lay flat on the couch to her side and he moved with her to keep his shrinking pecker inside her satisfied twat. Finally, able to get his weight off his feet, he stretched out beside Christine and pulled his finger from her still tightly grasping asshole.
“Ooooh! That's so damn good! Sooooo gooood!” Christine wiggled her asscheeks as if in gratitude for the pleasure his finger had given to her and she reached down between her wet thighs to fondle his huge balls as a token of her satisfaction. “Do I get the job?”
Brett Stover's slowly deflated prick pulled out of her wet cunt, making a slurping nose as it limply fell and hung across his leg. They both lay there in complete silence, breathing deeply to calm themselves once more. “Sweetie, you had the job the minute I saw you!” was all he could say in answer to her question.