I, the slave boy, awaken with the most potent seed!!

She felt him place his hands on her hips and in one long, slow thrust he penetrated far inside of her. His girth seemed to split her apart and she struggled to accept his full length. Wasn't it just handful of minutes ago when she rode him?

'Does this thing grow by the minute?' she thought as she felt it stretch her still. It felt so incredibly deep. The fullness of his cock made her feel light headed momentarily. His grip on her waist tightened and once more he thrust himself inside of her, this time harder. She moaned her approval and felt him settle into an intense rhythm...something just short of frantic.

Each thrust pushed the tip of his cock against her cervix from this angle--waves of pleasure radiating out from her center in response. With her eyes closed she concentrated on the sounds. She could hear his breathing, punctuated by soft, desperate groans.

"Mmmmh!!" Zafron groaned.

With eyes closed, she could also hear the sound that was reserved only for an erect cock pounding a drenched, swollen pussy...the wet smacking of him sliding in and out of her, the dull smack of his pelvis slapping her ass cheeks with each thrust.

"Pa...pa...pa...pa...~" it went.

And she could feel the contrast that marked his urgency in the matter--the roughness of the denim and zipper of his jeans against her skin along with the weight of his balls slapping against her lips every time he bottomed out inside of her. All she could do was hang on.

Zafron's right hand released her hip and she felt it grip her hair, knurling and twisting it between his fingers, then pulling back with a force that moved her head back--not quite painful, but enough to get her attention.

The move caught her off guard, but she was overwhelmed with the thrill of being manhandled by someone she trusted inherently not to hurt her. It only made her pussy flood with a new gush of wetness around each thrust of his cock.

'Her insides feel so good! If I had died back then, I'd have loved to be buried right in there!!' Zafron thought as he continued to thrust inside Matilda's pussy. He watched how her ass jiggled fancifully in the wake of each thrust. The way it bounced up and down with each stroke he unleashed on her, simply beautiful.

This sight alone made his dick stiffen more. It was more about satisfying his horniness now than hers. But at the same time, he kept it in mind to make sure she would have her full this time.

Gripping her waist tighter, he increased his pace, thrusting as deep and powerfully into her as he could muster. There was no doubt about it--he was FUCKING her. This was no tender love-making session...this was pure, animalistic sex, and it was all about him.

"Ahnnn~" Matilda moaned.

"What's that? …You like that?" Zafron asked, thrusting harder.

"How does it feel, mistress? How does it feel? Tell me it feels good inside of you," he snarled. Before she could respond he pulled her head back once more by the hair. "TELL ME I FEEL GOOD"

She struggled to catch her breath and hissed "Oh, God Zafron, your cock feels SO good inside of me.....FUCK ME.....FUCK ME HARD!" Each powerful upward thrust of his cock threatened to lift her feet off the ground and it felt like the only thing keeping her in place was his hold on her hip and perhaps gravity. Every other thing has lost meaning at this point.

*Ta...ta...ta...* The sound came in rapid succession like a machine gun going off.

Matilda could tell by how he fucked her that something was different. Yes, something felt incredibly different about his one. And it was obvious.

He wanted her. He craved her. It was as if every ounce of his being was focused on his desire to consume her for his selfish pleasure. She had never felt so loved...so desired.

She knew he was close. Even with his feverish intensity increasing, she could feel his cock begin to swell to enormous size inside of her....that surefire signal that he was almost there. With one final push he stopped, his cock buried as far inside her as he could possibly go. The sudden lack of movement meant that she felt the full impact of his orgasm erupting inside of her.

"Arghh!!" Zafron grunted as he let it spray outwards. And at the same time Matilda's pussy gasped into a spray of her juicy liquid.

Every pulse and throb of his cock resonated through her body, to the point that she could feel the torrent of his cum moving up the length of his shaft and showering every fold of her womb. He let loose a loud groan of release as recurring waves of pleasure surged through his body. She felt spurt after spurt of his hot sperm filling her to overflowing.

In that moment, her world stopped. Her mind turned to a warm, flushing wave of content. It was as if she was one with him, sharing the same breath, the same heartbeat.

Zafron himself held her ass tightly, squeezing the soft squishy flesh hard till he created dents in it. His hips thrusted forward, ramming repeated into her ass in a seizure like movement.

"Arghh!!" Zafron groaned again.

The intensity of his pulsations inside of her gradually subsided as he loosened his grip on her. The primal sounds of sex that had filled the room for the last few minutes now replaced by her soft, aroused breathing, his deep gasping for air as he came down from his orgasm. He let out a long, slow exhale and in the calm of the room the two lovers leaned against one another for support.

Standing motionless, neither said a word for several minutes, each basking in the gentle euphoric high enveloping their bodies. She smiled to herself as she once again recognized the gentle sound of dinner simmering on the stove.

He pulled his now slackening cock from inside her. A trail of moisture oozed out of her and began to oh-so-slowly trickle down the inside of her thigh...though, she realized, she really didn't mind.

"You can open your eyes now." Zafron said.

She felt his powerful arms wrap themselves around her waist and he nuzzled once again into her shoulder.

"I love you. I needed that...I'm sure you did too," he said with a kiss to her ear. As Zafron released her from his grasp, she felt him straighten her skirt and playfully grab the cheek of her ass. She turned to see him smile at her. Zafron tucked himself back in and loudly zipped his pants with an arched brow that barely contained the laughter she could see him restraining.

"That sauce smells great...I can't wait for lunch?" he said as he leaned down and picked her panties up off the floor. He brought them to his nose and inhaled her scent. "I'm just going to hang on to these for a while and enjoy them later," he winked as he turned and walked out of the kitchen.