Smiling, I slammed my fingers into Eve a few more times, until she was right on the verge of cumming. Then I gave her one final finger-thrust and held them there, deep inside her, filling up her pussy, pushing my fingers up against her as she squeezed her muscles against them.
Eve’s body started to shake and a guttural growl escaped from her throat as her body tensed, her pussy squeezing even tighter against my fingers before releasing a flood of pussy juices as she came.
As soon as her orgasm passed, Eve grabbed my arm and brought my hand up to her face and stuck his fingers in her mouth.
“Goddamn I taste fucking good,” she said once my fingers were clean. She had a big grin on her face.
“You don’t have to tell me,” I said, smiling right back at her. “I already know.”
“That you do,” Eve said, leaning forward. Her other hand ran down my stomach, grabbed ahold of my cock and started slowly stroking it.
I rose slightly and bent towards her and thrust my tongue into her mouth. We made out while she continued jerking me off. Before long my hands had found their way to her tits and were pinching and tweaking her nipples.
“Enough messing around,” Eve said, breaking off our make-out session. Our faces were just centimeters apart, close enough that I could smell the alcohol on her breath and feel it’s warmth on my skin. “I want you to fuck me with that fat cock of yours.”
She pushed my head back, then flipped over and dropped to her hands and knees and crawled forward a couple of paces, towards one end of the couch. She was facing away from me in the doggy position, her perfect ass sticking up in the air. Her boots were still on, which was hot as shit.