My cock forced Rita's asshole to strain. She was so tight. I could sense her impending orgasm, so I tabled the conversation to focus on it. The angle against the back of the couch was perfect, allowing me to get especially deep in Rita's ass. The depth and intensity of my strokes made her pussy pour like a faucet.

"John, oh ... god!" Rita cried. "Fuck! You're! I'm!"

She had lost her capacity to speak as her orgasm took her with surprising speed and intensity. Her sudden upshot of pleasure had a similar effect on me. There was a mystery and intimacy about this fuck that was new. Rita had...