Sweat trickled off my pec and fell into a pool of sweat, forming around her relaxed abs — we’d been at it so long all her muscles were spaghetti. I had her body up, me kneeling with a knee on either side with my ass bulging and firm as steel, her own ass blopping temptingly under my weight with each thrust *flop flop flopping* with a hard thud. Her legs were up over my shoulders, my arms pinning hers down, my dic in her vagina: missionary style. She moaned with a crackled voice, broken from screaming, and the thin white lines that were her beautiful Asian eyes, going back, were fluttering at the peak of her orgasm, her spot a water balloon that’s so filled it feels like a rock, even as her breasts were now so firm and impeccable, about to burst. My thick tool whanged inside with each thrust, aching hard with blood, and she finally burst — thrusting up her breasts as a CPR shock and moaning like a shot fawn as her voice and life drained out.