He Forces me to have Squirting Screaming Orgasms ♕

Squirting Screaming Orgasms are the most pleasurable and painful… LOL and my favorite kind

My eyes hooded, I focused on his face as I thrashed my head. His fingers tugged as they twisted the hard peaks of my breasts. I moaned, pressing my breasts towards the sky, trying to force more than just nipple contact with them. He raised his face to watch as my head tossed side to side. A smug smile stretched his mouth at the sight of what he was responsible for. I knew he would not be satisfied until I was having squirting, screaming orgasms.

Feeling proud as he surveyed his handiwork. He stretched his tongue far outward to lick completely around his lips. Not wanting to waste even a single drop of my nectar. At the taste he looked down, seeing the deep pink swollen lips of my pussy. I felt a bead of my juices slide over my lips, starting to be pulled down by gravity.

Eagerly, his tongue made a long, firm swipe from rosebud to the top of my cleft. My trembling legs tried to close catching his face against the top of my slit. I hear his growl but I FEEL it as it vibrates my clit causing yet another orgasm to wreck my body.

Quicker than my mind could follow, he was up on his knees. Causing my hips to leave the bed as my legs still clenched his head. I was barely aware that the orgasm was easing, allowing my legs to start to spread. My knees over his shoulders he surged forward, forcing my ass upwards at the perfect angle for him to impale me.

With no conscious awareness to warn me. He plunged his thick length into my spasming depths.

I screamed as he forced every inch of his powerful rod, spreading my tight walls. Instinctively, I sank my nails into his arms. Desperate to find an anchor as the sensations overwhelmed me with pleasure.

I knew that the squirting, screaming orgasms he wanted from me were not far off.

With no mercy, he ground every thick inch of his swollen member in me. He filled me beyond comfort, but all the orgasms had the path to my core flooded.

Moaning and thrashing beneath him, I squirted. And then he lost control, pounding in and out of me. I was orgasming nonstop. I have no idea how long he was out of control, rapidly pummeling me with his staff in our ecstasy.

He gripped my hips hard. And suddenly I was in agony of pleasure. He switched to savage thrusts with a grind when he was fully seated in me.

His head slammed into my innermost gate. I could feel him opening my cervix. The pleasure is an exquisitely painful torture.

Suddenly, my entire being throbbed in a single surge of overwhelming feeling as I felt his head burst through the gate.

I screamed yet again as his full weight collapsed on me. My head was spinning in vertigo as I instinctively wrapped my arms and legs around him. He slides his hands under my arms to hook under and over the top of my shoulders. He buries his face in my neck, keeping every inch buried, he still surges his hips.

As he held me in positions, I could feel as if my gate held him so tightly he was locked in me. Whimpering, crying, screaming, I sink my nails into his back, clawing for the orgasm that was building in me.

He uses his mouth under or around my ear. Growling, kissing, and biting my neck and shoulder gently. A contrast to the power he is using on me. His surges get faster and faster. Then the orgasm that had been building ever since he battered my gate open peaked.

It was more potent than the usual squirting, screaming orgasms he created in me.

It was overpowering everything. My heart paused; my breathing stopped. It felt like I must surlily die from this orgasm.

My pussy muscles spasm in waves, and my cum squirted out over and over. And he slammed in balls deep, his hips stopped, and held there. That is when he threw his head back and roared as he orgasmed.

I swear I could feel the waves of his cum surging down his shaft. How his cock gushed jumping with every eruption. I could feel every jet of his seed hitting my fertile womb walls as he fills me with his proven baby-making cum.

He kept his full weight off me and on his arms as he gently kissed and caressed my face, neck, and shoulder. He stayed still as his cock softened though my gate still held him tied to me. Gently, he pulled his hips slightly back so that during an orgasm, when my cervix opened, he could slip out of my deepest recesses.

All I could do was feel as my body continued to orgasm, though the orgasms were losing strength. Eventually, he slipped out of my center, sliding to the side, and he pulled me into his arms and held me tight. Stroking my body to help calm it, whispering words of praise and appreciation.

After all even a hot fucking MILF like me needs aftercare from experiences like the squirting screaming orgasms I have. Especially when it is breeding impregnation sex…