And I felt thetap, tapof his hot cum shooting deep inside me.
I opened my eyes in shock to see Giorgio staring at me, his jaw clenched, the cords of his neck standing out as he tried not to make a sound.
But the wild look in his eyes, the animal ferocity in his face as he struggled to stay silent –
And his huge cock bursting inside me, over and over –
It was too much.
Toogood.
My back arched, and my head flung backwards towards the ground as I came even harder.
The only reason I didn’t fall over was his powerful arm supporting me – stronger than any other man I’d been with –
But my head was too far away from him.
His hand slipped off my mouth –
And I screamed out loud.
I stopped as soon as I heard my own cry, and looked back up in terror.
Giorgio was trying hard not to laugh.
I’m sure I looked terrified, my eyes bugged out in terror –
But he pulled me back up against his body and held me close.
I was still coming, though not as powerfully. The pulses of pleasure had slowed to mere aftershocks…
But each one felt like an admission of guilt as I waited to see if the mysterious listener would do or say something.
There was a long silence as Giorgio held me against him.
I could still feel the pulses of his cock inside me, once every few seconds…
About the same as my own fading orgasm.
And then finally, our mysterious listener walked away on the other side of the hedge.
Chuff, chuff, chuff, chuff…
Until the footsteps receded in the distance and became inaudible.
Giorgio grinned at me. “Well, youcertainly put on a show for whoeverthatwas.”
I smacked his arm lightly, like I was incensed…
But I purred, “I kind of liked it.”
“I figured you did,” he said, his grin widening.
He kissed me for another minute until he finally lifted me off his still-firm cock and set me on the ground.
He quickly adjusted himself, sliding his wet shaft inside his pants and zipping up.
I could barely stand, my legs were so weak.
