The warm body pressed against his chest was a stark contrast to the cool air which flowed onto his exposed back from the air conditioning vent in the ceiling above him, keeping the room cool against the humidity of the early morning North Carolina air. 

He pulled her closer to him, his eyes still closed. She sighed contentedly as she felt his arms wrap around her and she pushed her buttocks into him, sighing again at the stirring her movement illicited from his groin. He responded by pressing his hardening shaft against her smooth, firm cheeks, his hand sliding down to cup her large, firm breast, his fingers scissoring her nipple as it stiffened in arousal. 

She reached behind, wrapping her slender fingers around his hard penis. He groaned into her neck, his free hand slipping down to the thong she wore, pulling the thin strand of material from between her cheeks. Feeling the material move to one side she pulled his hardness to her tight opening, lifting her leg a little. He pinched harder on her nipple as he felt the warm skin of her lips against his hard, sensitive tip. 

He pushed his hips forward as her hand guided him between her lips until he could feel the wetness inside. As she felt him penetrate her tight tunnel her hand released his shaft, her fingers gripping the sheets as he pushed deeper into her. She moaned softly as his stiff cock filled her and his hand moved across her breasts, stroking both her nipples while his free hand slid down over her flat stomach and into her panties. 

His finger moved down until he could feel his own shaft as it thrust slowly in and out of her wet opening, feeling her juices on his cock. Running his finger over his shaft and her opening, he coated it with her wetness before sliding it up and over her stiff, sensitive clitoris. She gasped at the new sensation. 

He thrust deeper into her as he toyed with her hard nipples, biting down gently on the almond skin of her shoulders. His wet, slippery finger was making small circular movements over her clitoris and her moans became louder.

"Tell me," he whispered behind her ear. 

She sighed as she pressed her hands harder into the sheets, knowing exactly what he wanted from her and having every intention of giving it to him. 

She pushed back harder, increasing the depth of his cock inside her as she felt the familiar warmth which was beginning around her hips.

She moaned louder as the sensation built, spreading around her hips and up into her stomach.

"Now," she whispered in her soft southern accent. "Richard, I'm cumming." The end of her statement a moan which seemed to come from the back of her throat as her orgasm swept through her. 

Her hips moved in time with his thrusts and the movement of his finger on her clitoris as she rode out the waves of ecstasy which were engulfing her body. He removed his fingers from her tight button as her movements slowed, running them down either side of his shaft, stroking her moist lips. 

He thrust again, deeper, the muscles of her pussy still tight from her climax increasing the sensation around his sensitive shaft. He felt his balls begin to tighten and he withdrew his length from her before slowly pushing back in, allowing her pussy lips on his tip to push him over the edge and he climaxed as he pushed back into her tightness, his cum spurting forth, filling her. She moaned, pushing back as she felt her love empty himself into her liquesent tunnel, pulling his arms around her.

"I love you," she whispered as his movements slowed, his breathing still heavy in her ear.

"I love you more," he responded between breaths. 

"Not possible," she replied, kissing his fingers. And the last thing she felt before she drifted off to sleep was his shaft, still buried inside her, starting to soften. But she smiled to herself, knowing that when she woke again it would have slipped out but that with a few well placed movements of her firm butt cheeks it would soon be hard again....