Ghost from the past

He could feel her take his cock and guide him towards her pussy; he started to enter her, feeling his head stop for an instant as it reached her cherry. He pushed through, feeling the insides of her pussy envelope his cock like a velvet glove. His slow penetration was filling her up and driving her lust beyond control. When he reached the bottom, he slowly withdrew till just the head was in, then he pushed back inside her. He started to speed up his strokes faster and harder he went. She lunged upward to meet each stroke. His position was causing his shaft to rub against her clit. Her fingers dug into his back. She could feel the fire building inside her again. She started at a low moan, which quickly became a repeated scream and then a slow unh, unh, unh as her orgasm subsided. She was still extremely excited; she wanted, no, needed more. He was again thrust into her. He could feel his orgasm building. He tried to hold back but knew he was at the point of no return. He started to grunt into her mouth, his cum, hot and sticky, shot into her, filling every cavity not already filled by his cock. The constant pounding kept her on edge; the hot fluid filling her sent her over it. It was as if that hot syrup inside her was spreading across her entire insides. She started to scream, no slow buildup this time, just an explosion releasing all the passion inside of her. She bit into his neck, and her nails clawed into his back, leaving four nested v’s in his end running from his the middle of his shoulder blades to his shoulders. KAREN, that’s who she reminded him of, she and her sister looked like Karen, and a lot of her mannerisms are similar, especially the shredding of his back. He remembered his teammates used to kid him he was dating a cat.