That was all it took to trigger Michele Madison's first come, and she hollered at the top of her lungs ...
"CCCOOOMMMIIINNNGGG'!!!" Michele called out, thrashing her head from side to side in her absolute joy.
The man let out a sadistic laugh. His body was under control. He knew he could fuck for a longtime.
Both Bernard and Michele could tell that the woman was going to come many times during the fuck.
Michele knew that there would be a point where she would lose count of her climaxes, and she wouldn't care.
There would be a time when the number of orgasms would be insignificant.
All she would be able to think about was the raw joy she was experiencing as he rammed her cunt deeply.
The man began to fuck with a smooth steady motion.
Michele knew that he would steadily increase the pace of the fuck as he went along.
He always used the entire length of his prick when he fucked.
He liked to pull his cock almost all the way out of her pussy before he rammed that thick pole home.
The natural lubrication was flowing more freely than ever inside the woman's already soaking wet cunt.
She could tell that the insides of her thighs and Bernard's balls were soaking wet with that cunt juice.
The woman felt her cunt explosions ripping up and down her spine.
All of the muscles in her body tensed simultaneously.
She shivered like a leaf and pressed backward with her ass.
Bernard could feel her cunt walls spasming against his cock shaft.
Bernard moved his hands under Michele's body and gripped her hard at the base of her rib-cage.
He dug his fingers into the flesh of her soft underbelly brutally, hurting her a great deal.
But the pain she felt as he clutched her was next to nothing compared to the pleasure she was receiving.
She could feel the physical joy spreading in concentric circles, like ripples in a still pond interrupted by a tossed pebble.
The pleasure did not stop spreading in that manner until it filled her entire body, all the way to her finger tips and her toes.
She was gripping at the bedspread with her long red fingernails so hard that all of her knuckles had turned white.
Her toes were curled under tightly, gripping at the top balls of her feet.
The stinging in her buttocks from the black leather strap had dulled into a pulsating ache, which blended perfectly with the ache of desire she felt filling her loins.
As Bernard pumped his prick into her drooling poontang faster and faster she could feel her clit being battered violently back and forth.
Her little man in the boat was being worked over like a small punching bag being punched rhythmically by a training boxer.
She could feel her physical joy clustering at the base of her skull for a second before it entered her reeling brain.
Michele closed her eyes as tightly as she could — clenching her eyelids until they were wrinkled.
There were little lines forming at the corners of her dark eyes as she writhed in her physical bliss.
Those lines ran all the way to the woman's temples where she could feel dilated veins throbbing hard.
The veins in Michele's temples were very close to the surface and were clearly visible when swollen.
At that moment she could feel the sharp throbbing at the sides of her head come once for every beat of her racing heart.
She had her second orgasm in less than a minute.
This was followed with remarkable swiftness by her third.
Michele was making desperate whining and whimpering noises as her orgasms got closer and closer together.
At this point Bernard could feel his hot sticky semen swimming around his testicles impatiently.
The handsome brute of a man could feel a little tickle at the very base of his enormous pole of manhood.
He knew that that tickle would only get worse until his orgasm reached the point of inevitability.
Bernard was somewhat surprised at the rate at which his sexual tension was growing toward saturation.
He could tell that he was entering the home-stretch of the fuck and cranked up his hips movements to full-tilt.
He kicked his cock into overdrive and let her cunt have it as hard and fast as he could, the muscles in his broad back rippling masculinity.
He released his grip on her underbelly and slid his hands slowly further up under her sweet body.
He moved his hands to her breasts, which looked even larger when the force of gravity was in their favor.
He positioned her erect throbbing nipples against the centers of his palms and opened his fingers wide.
Bernard had to stretch his hands as large as he could get them to clutch all of her breast flesh at the same time.
He fondled and massaged her fits as he rammed his loins hard against her welt-covered buttocks.
Her ass cheeks quaked with each slapping contact.
The tip of his prick repeatedly rammed her cervix and the back of her cunt.
She felt like she was coming clitorally and deep-vaginally simultaneously and screamed once again.
Soon it got to the point where the woman could no longer tell when one orgasm ended and the next began.
It felt like she was having one continuous come rather than a series of shorter ones strung together.
She saw sparks floating in the blackness of her inner eyelids.
"I CAN'T! I CAN'T! I CAN'T STOP COMING!" she screamed.
She knew that her orgasms were not going to stop until Bernard ended the act by spilling his seed.
She knew that her ultimate physical pleasure would continue until Bernard brought an end to the savage fuck.
She could tell by the sounds Bernard was making that he wasn't going to be able to fuck for much longer.
He was moaning and groaning with each panting exhale, and each moan rose in both volume and pitch.
"NO! NO! NO!" Michele screamed, wondering if it were possible to pass-out and lose consciousness because of the intensity of her sensation.
She was finding it very difficult to breathe, and wondered why all of the air had been sucked from the room.
The man was moving his clenched ass cheeks back and forth so fast that they appeared a blur to the naked eye.
The woman could feel herself becoming drenched with sweat. Sometimes sex was a lot of physical labor.
Her muscles had been tensed and trembling for so long she knew she would be exhausted when the fuck was over.
The woman could tell that she would need a long time to recover and become alert after the completed intercourse.
Bernard could feel the tickle getting much worse at the base of his ramming rod, and he knew the time had come for him to blow his wad.
He thrust his cock all the way inside her cunt so that her inner lips were gripping at his cock's base.
His balls were on fire as they dangled low below his cock between his thighs.
His pubies were pressed very hard against her ravaged ass cheeks.
Michele could feel his cock spasming against her stretched cunt walls as the come moved from his scrotum to his long, thick phallus.
This triggered her final orgasm of the fuck — her umpteenth — but this one was the best of all.
She knew they were coming together, so for a short moment they would be sharing a common moment of bliss.
Bernard could feel his volcano erupt and his molten lava began to shoot toward his cock tip fast.
His piss hole dilated and he moved her tits with his hands so that they were pressed firmly together.
Her breasts were elongated, making the cleavage between them long and deep, as he pressed them in this manner.
He could feel her cunt pulsating around his spasming pole, sucking his fuck juices out of his dong.