She cried out fiercely. The honeyed nuances of her joy were not as deep and hard as she had known before, but ohhhh, they were good! She was cumming for him! The way that he said it, like go off, was horribly sexy! Her inner cunt twitched, her clit fired and fired its honey, her ass jiggled up and down with the beats of her delight.
"Ohhhh, oh, ooohhhh!" she panted, floating down into her aftermath, her sugary twinges of relief, what she had needed all day long! It was a blanket and picnic and fun kind of orgasm, feeding her awful need!
And I didn't dream about Steve! she thought. I had my cum for Carl! He asked me to go off and I did it! I made the scene!
"Beautiful!" he murmured against her puffed, tender breasts. He sat up, his hand still inside her panties, holding her wet, tingling cunt. He grinned. "That make you feel better?"
"Ohhhh, wow!" she giggled, catching his mood. He did not want to be real serious right now. And that was best! He was taking her mind away from her terrible sin, he was just adorable! "I feel so good I want a lot more!"
"Good!" he chuckled. "Nice, hot pussy."
She clutched his prick, feeling his man-wetness on her fingers. "Ohhhh, nice big cock! You have some picnic juice for me later on, honey?"
He smiled, and suddenly they both burst out laughing. Ohhhh, he was fun, he understood, he liked her to talk sexy and they were going to hit it off just great! After all, they could not fuck all the time!