She continued rocking, sliding her soaked pussy up and down his length, coating him in her arousal.

Stan’s groans grew deeper, his fingers digging into her waist. "Fuck, Sophie... this is merciless..."

Her heart fluttered with sudden panic upon hearing him. She had gotten lost in the sensation, in the power of teasing him. Had she pushed too far?

"I’ll do my best to make up for my wrongdoings..." she breathed, voice trembling with need. "Have mercy on me, Stan..."

She lifted her hips, aligned the thick head of his cock with her dripping entrance, and sank down slowly. A long, shaky moan escaped her as he stretched her open, filling her completely in one smooth glide.

For Sophie the slow stretch was pure bliss, a deep, satisfying pressure as her tight walls parted around his thick cock, every inch sending warm, glowing fullness deep into her belly until he pressed against her cervix.

For Stan it felt like sliding into tight, velvety heat, her pussy gripping and rippling around him as she took him to the hilt.

"Ohhh... Stan~" she gasped, eyes fluttering.

Sophie began to ride him like she was made for it, rolling her hips in deep, sensual circles before lifting and dropping with perfect rhythm.

Her tight walls gripped him on every downstroke, wet sounds filling the room as she took him to the hilt again and again.

For Sophie each roll ground his cock perfectly against her G-spot and clit, sending rolling waves of pleasure through her core, while the bouncing created delicious friction and that addictive stuffed-full feeling.

Stan felt like he was in heaven the sight of her riding him was hypnotic, her breasts bouncing heavily, her tight pussy sliding up and down his shaft in wet, rhythmic strokes that massaged every inch of him.

Stan’s hands caressed her curvy waist, feeling every seductive movement, every flex of her body as she fucked herself on his cock.

"God, you ride so well..." he groaned, thrusting up to meet her. His hands slid up to her bouncing breasts, squeezing the soft, heavy flesh, teasing her stiff nipples between his fingers.

He lightly slapped the side of one breast, watching it jiggle, then leaned up to capture a nipple in his mouth, sucking hard.

The warm, soft weight of her tits in his hands and the sweet taste of her nipple in his mouth combined with her riding made the pleasure overwhelming for him.

"Ahhn! Stan!" Sophie cried out, her pace faltering for a moment as pleasure shot through her.

The intense suction of his mouth on her nipple sent electric sparks straight down to her clit and pussy, making her walls clench harder around him. She rode him faster, moaning louder with every bounce.

PLAP! PLAP!! PLAP!!! PLAP!!!!

The wet plap-plap-plap of her ass meeting his thighs grew louder, and more urgent.

She came first, suddenly and hard. Her walls clamped down around him like a vice as her face melted into a perfect ahegao expression: eyes rolling back, tongue slipping out slightly, mouth open in a silent cry of ecstasy.

"I’m cumming! Ahhhhh!"

The orgasm crashed through her in powerful waves, her pussy pulsing and squeezing rhythmically around his cock, each contraction sending deep, explosive pleasure radiating through her body while he continued thrusting up into her.

Stan felt incredible, Sophie’s pussy suddenly milking him in strong, fluttering pulses as she orgasmed, the tight rhythmic squeezing stroking his cock as he kept moving inside her.

The moment her orgasm hit, Stan wrapped his strong arms around her, holding her tight against his chest. In one powerful motion he flipped them both, turning her onto her back beneath him. He spread her legs wide, knees pushed toward her shoulders, and looked down at her flushed, beautiful face.

"You’ve had your fun when you had the chance," he said with a mischievous, predatory smile.

Sophie’s eyes widened in surprise. "What? Stan, I already apologised—"

Before she could finish, he leaned down and gave her a soft, teasing peck on the lips. Then he gripped his cock and drove back into her soaked pussy in one hard thrust, burying himself to the hilt.

Sophie’s back arched sharply. "Oh my god!"

The sudden deep penetration after her orgasm sent fresh sparks of overwhelming pleasure through her still-sensitive walls.

Stan fucked her hard in deep, powerful strokes, the head of his cock slamming directly against her womb with every thrust.

PAH! PAH! PAH!

The bed creaked loudly beneath them as he pounded into her, hips snapping with raw intensity. He leaned down, sucking hungrily on her nipples while still thrusting, switching from one breast to the other, teeth grazing the sensitive buds.

Sophie felt like her mind was going to explode with the intense pleasure, the triple stimulation was devastating, deep pounding against her cervix, his pelvis grinding her clit, and his hot mouth sucking hard on her nipples all at once, turning every thrust into overwhelming ecstasy.

For Stan it was pure heaven, her tight, fluttering pussy gripping him on every stroke, the soft warmth of her breasts in his mouth and hands, and the sight of her moaning beneath him.

The combined stimulation was overwhelming. Sophie’s moans turned into desperate, broken cries. "Stan! It’s too much! I’m, I’m going to cum again!"

She did, barely a minute later. Her second orgasm crashed over her even harder, walls fluttering and squeezing around him as her face twisted into another blissful ahegao expression, eyes crossed, tongue out, completely lost in pleasure.

The rhythmic pulsing of her pussy around his cock felt even stronger this time, milking him relentlessly while he kept fucking her through it.

Stan didn’t slow down. He kept fucking her through it, then suddenly pulled out completely, leaving her clenching around nothing.

Sophie whimpered pathetically at the empty feeling, her hand instinctively reaching down to guide him back in. Stan caught her wrist gently but firmly.

"What did I say about teasing me again?" he growled, rubbing his slick cock along her folds teasingly.

"I didn’t tease you mercilessly..." she protested weakly, still trying to pull him inside her. "Please, Stan..."

"What you did to me is the equivalent of this, Sophie."