In all aspects of his life, Sean made every effort to retain composure and maintain control. Whether it be a job, training, or even sex. To call this raw, passionate moment with Arianna sex, though, almost seemed an insult. She was the epitome of uninhibited pleasure. The manifestation of his most craven desires. She was his fantasy in human form, and she was milking every drop of pleasure she could from him. Oh, Sean tried to draw out his orgasm, he tried to clench his pc muscles, but Arianna and her hungry, need-driven body would have none of it. Her slick pussy pummeled his cock, driving down and around, stirring and sliding. Even in the throes of her orgasm and her vaginal convulsions Arianna drove her body to tear Sean's pleasure from his body to join hers. Sean made a jumbled mental note to, after tonight, go to Rome, knock down whatever Venus statue he saw and replace it with one of Arianna.<br/><br/>Several deep grunts escaped Sean's throat as Arianna climaxed, just a bit fearful that her clenching pussy, despite how slick she was, might actually crush one of the veins protruding from his shaft. This thought only lasted the span of one of her delicious spasms to the next, the snug squeezes overwhelming his mind with enough pleasure to expel any coherent thoughts. Eagerly he caught her quivering body as she descended upon him, a soft pattering sound emanating as her face met his sweat-stricken chest. It was a devious little nibble from her teeth that set him off, his body lighting with heat, back and chest arching, one had thrusting out, spanking her butt hard, clutching, fingers digging hard into her juicy flesh, the other coiling tight around her shoulders, drawing her body closer to his. His lower back was completely off of the bed as his body grew rigid, convulsing fiercely. The best way to describe his orgasm was that he blew up inside her. Never had he had an orgasm that tore a continual groan from his throat as this one with Arianna. Only his shoulders, head and feet were touching the bed as violent bursts of cum spewed into her suckling pussy. The uncontrolled pulses of his cock actually hurt, not because they were causing his member to beat against her insides, but because the sheer force that was forcing his cum out of his balls felt as though it was tearing at his veins, his flesh, and his muscles. he felt like his cock was being torn from his body, but in the best way possible; through sex.<br/><br/>Sean didn't know how long he came, or really, if he still was, but he collapsed. No gently, but with a grunt. He heard a soft, surprised yelp from Arianna, accompanied by the springy groan of the mattress. He was panting, exhausted. Yeah, no more cardiovascular workout for Sean. Surprisingly, he still had the presence of mind to tug the vibrator, unceremoniously, from Arianna's rump before rolling them over again, pinning her on her back and showering her lips with his. It wasn't so much that he wanted to still dominate, for Arianna had clearly dominated him this round, but he didn't want to slip out of her. She was, to put it as nicely as he could, too warm and comfy inside, and he didn't want to expose his hypersensitive dick to the coolness of the room just yet.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>