A Dad's Burden (Part 3)

Her orgasmic ejaculation passed after seconds like hours and she was ready to go again. He dipped in, dictating the tempo and slapping her hands mildly off the action when she tried to interfere.

He turned her around so that she slept with her stomach on the couch, and her butt to him. He leaned over and rested his chest on her back, like a bird over its cold chicks. His dick slobbered into her pussy and he jammed his crotch against her ass noisily.

Gina felt the sensation of his cock on her G spot and knew the second cumming was not too far away. She said nothing but bask in the enjoyment of his warmth. 

He was a sex god whose every touch carried something of divine pleasure with it but there was only so much that a god could do but Samir finished with an aplomb when he made her cum again.

It was in his quick, shirt bursts that it pleases her most; his rapid fires sending sparks of fire into her ember and fanning it into a mighty conflagration with the