You snake your hands underneath her shirt, feeling the bare skin of her breast. You knead and squeeze them, enjoying the feeling of the soft flesh in your palms. Gilda seems to be enjoying it too, moaning and squirming at your ministrations, pretty good for a first timer.
“Alright kid, get me off! Destroy my pussy!” The cliché porn talk gets a laugh out of you. You oblige and speed up again. You really start to pound into her. Using her breast as a leverage point for the insane amount of force you’re putting into each thrust. A squelching sound becomes prominent as you slowly begin to build towards a second orgasm.
Gilda is nearly screaming. She jabbers incomprehensibly as your sweaty bodies rub together. “Do it kid, breed me like the bitch I am!”
You never knew Gilda was into this kind of thing, not that you’re complaining. You yell as you slam inside one last time, nearly pushing Gilda of the chair. Thick streams of your cum blast into her receptive pussy. Her walls massaging it as a few paltry dribbles follow. The feeling of the weak kid coming inside her pushed Gilda off the edge. She screams as a flood of juices splatter across your crotch. She’s definitely a squirter.
Considering the buildup the final moments were kind of disappointing. You pull your flaccid cock from her folds, a small trail of cum runs down her valley and dribbles onto the floor. You have no idea how you managed to cum so much twice in a row. Gilda stands up, straightens out her shirt to cover her abused vagina and turns to you with a dopey smile on her face. You can still see the occasional drop of baby batter fall from her, but she doesn’t seem to care. She had been going commando after all.