Her heels were over my thighs, pulling herself harder onto my cock. Essie's movements on my cock were bringing on my own orgasm. I wanted to hold off ...or a while longer. I thought of anything and everything except what Essie's pussy was doing to my cock, to no avail. This woman never moved like this before and I never had any woman fuck me so hard as Essie was fucking me right now. I felt the swelling in my cock as my cum traveled the length of my urethra, bursting from my cockhead and slamming. For a lone girl with no protection her only source of income was, had she been blessed with a countenance devoid of a hideous cast or fortunate enough to have avoided the myriad of diseases to which such folk were prone, was her own body. It was her only asset. It may be understood that this life gave me an abiding loathing of men. They treated me poorly and sometimes roughly. In drink they would first be lascivious and as time and drink worked their effects, limiting their ability to enjoy. I had no intention of killing them, of course, but I could easily steal their stuff if I wanted to. I didn’t do it. In the morning they gave me directions so I could organize myself a permanent tent. Little did they know about my real plans.For a few hours I looked around and in the afternoon I thought I found her. The perfect target. A good-looking blond girl. She wore a hoody to hide it but it was obvious. She has to be around twenty-one years old. I saw her listening to one of the speakers. She starts breathing heavy and pushing into me more. She wraps her legs around me and squeezes hard. She lets out a moan and starts shaking and I feel her juices squirting out on me and down my legs. I start going faster and I start cumming into the extension. We both come down from this intense orgasm and I start to get off of her, but she asked if I could stay in her as I roll over and she rolls on top of me. One nice thing about the extension is even if I get soft some it still stays big.