She was still impossibly tight, her freshly broken-in pussy fluttering around me like it couldn't decide whether to fight or beg for more.
I bottomed out and just held there, letting her feel every throbbing inch.
"Fuck, Brittany," I rasped against her mouth. "You're gonna make me come again already."
She moaned, hips rolling slow on instinct, grinding her clit against me.
"Do it," she whispered, voice wrecked and needy. "Come inside me again… I want to feel it while Mom's still in there…"
That did it.
I gripped her ass hard, thrust up once, twice, and lost it.
Rope after thick rope shot deep inside her, filling her up while her tight walls milked me dry. She cried out, pussy clamping down, another orgasm ripping through her just from feeling me unload. Her whole body shook, nails digging into my shoulders, legs locked around my waist like she never wanted me to leave.
I kept coming, longer than I thought possible, her eighteen-year-old body wringing every drop out of me.
