My amazing date with Miranda M.

"Holy crap, Miranda..."

The amazing thing Is she had jolted again, blasting delicious hot loads onto my ribs!

I could feel her throbbing around my cock, and it hurled me over the edge just as her largest explosion subsided. I throbbed in the heavenly tube of her bowels, milked by her quivering anal ring.
With a groan, I lunged as hard up against her bottom as I could, the slapping of my balls against her ass was filling the bedroom with a sweet sound and and then a load blew forth from me in shuddering spouts.

I said something - probably her name, probably really loudly - but I couldn't hear over the roar of orgasm in my head.


Eventually, I collapsed, panting and kissing her - her mouth, her throat, her earlobes, her shoulders.

In gradual stages, reality came back to me. I enjoyed the light touch of her hands caressing my back, then the sound of her breathing, the warmth of her shape against mine.
After a lot more kissing and holding, I finally regained awareness of the bed underneath us and the cool air of her apartment drying the sweat from our bodies.

"So," she said, looking and sounding happy, "that was very good, wasn't it?"
I laughed along with her, And began to kiss her again...