<strong>Chester</strong><br/><br/>Chester allowed her to ride the waves of her orgasm, and literally slowed his thrusts to a crawl as he felt her twitch and jerk along his shaft. He was loving every bit of it, and from the wet sounds of his slow thrusts into her sopping wet cunt, so was she. When she kissed him, her hefted her body up a bit, adjusting her so that her legs were even more open. He needed the access…he wanted to make sure that every inch of him was in her for the finale.<br/><br/>It was his turn to come, and the thrusts began slow but insistent. He break from the kiss to lean his body into her and rocking them both against the door again. She said she wouldn’t break, and his cock was aching to see if it was true. He couldn’t see the trail of fluids she left on his cock as he thrust inside her, like some wild and hungry animal yearning to be fed, but he could feel her body inviting him. She’d had a taste…before he came, he wanted to give her a meal.<br/>