Zafron unleashed a torrent of thrusts, pounding himself into her pussy relentlessly. Deep in her own orgasmic frenzy, she felt her next wave of orgasms line up to be accounted for. Howling out moan after moan, Matilda tried to shove herself back to meet Zafron's powerful thrusts. She wanted to be pounded harder than ever by him. She wanted to take all of him and more. She was his slut.
Her orgasms fired off like shots across the bow of her ship. She plunged into his swells and rose up to his peaks. She cried out joyously, with wild abandon.
Zafron slowed his pounding thrusts until he stopped. He was panting deeply and quickly. Matilda realized he was stopping to catch his breath. She curled her lip back in a sneering smile of pride. This was what she had been craving for so long. This was the moment of truth for her. All the long years of holding herself back, denying herself from what she had truly needed. Now, she would grab it and take it.
