Title: Sara's Parting Gift
Author: The Chemist
Pairing: Sara Lance/Oliver Queen
Codes: MF, Fsolo, Anal, Oral
Disclaimer: I am not associated with the show Arrow. I do not own the show or any of the characters. I make no money from this fictional story
Summary: Sara is leaving, returning to the League of Assassins overseas. As a parting gift for Oliver, she consents finally to a sex tape for him, something to remember her by for the lonely nights until she returns.
"I see you had no trouble getting a camera," Sara Lance told her boyfriend.
"Nope. Tons lying around. Even read the instructions so I knew how to use it proficiently," Oliver Queen replied.
Sara looked over her shoulder and found that the blond-haired man not only was holding the borrowed camcorder, but that the record light was on. The Canary was in the washroom of the on-suite that connected to their shared bedroom in their underground hideout. Wearing nothing but a bright green shirt that cut off just under her perky, medium sized tits and a tight fitting thong, she was a vision to behold.
Sara's constant working out had shaped her body to be one that had no equal. Her small but rounded boobs were the perfect size for her frame and her long blonde hair framed her pretty if not atypically beautiful face. Meanwhile, the real prizewinner when it came to her great body was her perfect ass, which was thick so that it stuck a good deal away from her back, but muscular in a marriage that made it soft to squeeze but held its shape excellently.
"So you're gonna film me as I put on some make-up," the blonde asked, applying some mascara to give her eyes that smoky look to make them pop even more.
"I'm just so happy we are doing this," Oliver replied, focusing the lens on her exquisite ass.
"Well I figured since I had to return to the League of Assassins, the least I could do was leave you with something for the lonely nights," Black Canary retorted.
"And I greatly appreciate that," Arrow replied. "And may I say you look amazing."
"I guess I'll allow the compliment," Sara replied, her smile reflecting back to him in the mirror.
"Wiggle that ass for me a little bit," he instructed.
Sara gave him a mock annoyed look back over her shoulder, though it just made her look hotter. Bending one knee at a time, she swayed her hip to the side of the bent leg before straightening up and doing the same to the other side. She did this a few times, Oliver's groans enough approval for her to know it was having the desired effect.
"I can't even keep my hands off you right now," he said, his free hand palming her large ass cheek.
"Maybe I don't want you too," she moaned, his hand crossing over to rub the other cheek now.
"Hold that thought. I'm gonna go set this up in the bedroom," Oli explained.
"Okay. I'm almost ready. I'll be right there."
Oliver disappeared out the door, hearing it close behind him as Sara finished up her beauty routine. She was naturally beautiful so didn't require much if any work, especially since she preferred a more natural look that he was also a big fan of. Setting the camcorder on the tripod that he also found, Oliver played around with the zoom and focus to get it just right.
The vigilante had just finished turning it around to face the bathroom door when it slowly swung open and his girlfriend appeared in the frame. She made sure to turn around to seal the doorway behind her, giving him another long look of her ass while she twerked it seductively for the camera.
"Your ass looks amazing," his gruff voice complimented.
Knowing that this sex tape would be the only thing comforting him while she was back with Nyassi and the League, Sara wanted to make it good. She gave him a real show, using the wall to lean on to dance and flaunt her tight body and thick rump, though still keeping all her minimal clothes on.
"And it's all yours," she replied.
"So what are you going to do to me," he asked.
"Whatever you want me to do," Sara replied, biting her lip teasingly.
"Bend over and shake your ass."
Sara consented without thought, stepping away far enough from the wall to bend in half, using her impressive flexibility. With her ass facing him, she swung her hips quickly back and forth as Oliver capture her cheeks shaking between the thin pink garment separating them. When he told her to pull them apart, she did so for him, the very outer edge of her pink pussy and asshole just visible.
"And I have another surprise for you tonight," Sara finally spoke.
"Oh, and what's that?"
"What do you think it is," Canary asked, climbing onto the bed.
"Well is it the other thing I've been asking you forever to try," Oli asked.
Sara nodded her head in agreement before speaking. "Anal."
The word alone was enough to get Oliver hard, his cock beginning to throb against the jeans he chose to wear. Back in his playboy days before his ship crashed and transformed him into a vengeance seeking anti-hero, the Arrow always loved sheathing his sword in willing women's bums. It gave him a sick thrill to humiliate and degrade the consenting women, but he had no success convincing Sara Lance...until tonight.
"Really?" he asked, trying to keep the boyish excitement in his voice.
"Totally. You really deserve it."
"I do, don't I. I've been a good boyfriend," he agreed.
"The best. Now, lay down on this bed with me so I can suck your cock big boy," the blonde demanded.
There was no way Oliver could argue with that request so he quickly undid his pants and pulled them from his powerful legs. He didn't bother with a short so he was naked now, his cock already rock hard from her revelation seconds before. Sliding onto the mattress, Arrow made sure to situate himself within arms reach of the camera in case he wanted to pull it free.
As Sara moved in position between his outstretched legs, Oliver asked her to remove her underwear. Sara gave him a naughty grin then propped herself on her knees into a tall kneel and pulled them down. Her bald pussy, freshly shaven, made her pink pussy stand out especially since it was already glistening with wetness.
"That looks so fucking tasty," Oliver commented.
"This is your night killer so say the word and it's an all-you-can-eat buffet," Sara told him.
"Okay...I want you to play with yourself," Oliver said after a moment's thought.
Sara Lance gave him another of her crooked smiles before leaning back and resting on her thick bottom. She spread her legs out and pulled the undergarments from her athletic legs, tossing them somewhere to the floor below.
Keeping eye contact with her crimefighting boyfriend the whole time, Canary brought her hand down between her milky white thighs and felt the heat radiating from her sex. Giving it a rub, she felt how wet she was then dipped a solo finger into her opening, disappearing it completely.
Oliver watched on as Sara moaned while slowly and repeatedly fingering herself. Holding their gaze, the blonde woman brought the digit she was using on herself to her mouth, placing it on her lips and closing her lips around it. With an audible sucking noise, she tasted herself, making Oliver's cock stiffen even harder.
"Now do me a favor and finger your own ass," Arrow told her.
"So naughty...but whatever you say," she replied.
Getting back to her knees, Sara turned around to give him and the camera lens a perfect view of her amazing ass. She licked her fingers and transferred a large amount of spit onto them before reaching back behind her and proceeded to rub the saliva over her exposed asshole. Oliver saw the crinkled starfish wink tighter with the first exposure to being touched, but it soon relaxed with the more Sara rubbed it gently.
"Ugh," Sara groaned as the first inch of her middle finger dipped into her rear.
"How is it? Good and tight," Oli asked.
"Mhmm...and warm. I love it," Canary updated him, her finger venturing deeper inside.
"I think it's starting to dry up, better wet your finger again," Arrow instructed.
Sara knew what he was playing at, especially since she had watched a lot of anal sex porn in advance of this evening to prepare herself. She knew it was a common theme for ass men to love watching a girl take something right from their ass into their mouth, taste tasting their rectum in the process.
Canary humored the burly man, pulling her middle finger from her asshole and bringing it to her mouth. She felt her backdoor tighten back up to its initial grip as her digit was placed on her tongue and she closed her lips around it. It didn't really have much of a taste or flavor, so Sara's apprehension melted away and she sucked long and hard before returning it to her rear.
"It feels kinda good," the blonde announced between moans.
"Add another then," Oli told her.
Sara didn't waste time and instead pressed her index finger next to the other and pushed it inside. She groaned as the extra thickness caused some discomfort at first, but Oliver took care of that. Using his fingers, Oliver reached over and began to rub the blonde's clit, changing her grunts of mild pain into moans of pleasure.
"You like watching as a move them in and out of my ass," Sara asked after a minute.
"Just as much as I enjoy watching you suck on them after," he retorted.
Taking his hint, the Black Canary pulled her two fingers free from her snug feeling asshole and brought them to her mouth. Once more, Sara opened her mouth, placed them inside and sucked on them all for his viewing pleasure. She was a little surprised to taste more of a flavor on her skin, not unpleasant, almost metallic and earthy.
"You're a bad boy, you know that," she told him after her theatrics.
"You know, I kinda forget if you are any good on your knees...could use a reminder," Oliver played.
Her playful smile back on her face as she swung around to stink deep into her hands and knees in front of his crotch. His cock was already at full length, an impressive 9 inches and almost as thick as her wrist. He was circumcised, the type of cock that Sara loved to blow, with it's purple colored head.
She bent down even lower to run her tongue along the main vein running on the underside of his massive cock, which was resting on his ripped stomach. Her hand closed around the base when she neared the top, angling it upwards to suck on the tip before descending lower. She bobbed on the first several inches, swirling her skilled tongue at his pee slit when she reached the top to elicit extra groans from the muscular man.
"Your dick is nice and hard," she commented before swallowing half his length.
Oliver could only grunt his approval as the tiny blonde continuously sank and rose on his member, taking 5 inches between her lips at a time before coming to have only the tip remain inside her wet mouth. Whatever she couldn't get in her mouth, Sara would use her hand to stroke, working in perfect unity with her mouth.
Sara felt variety was the key to a truly great blowjob so she took her own advice. After bouncing her mouth on his cock for upwards of 30 seconds, she would slow it right down and force as much cock between her plump as she could, suppressing her gag reflex in the process to swallow 7 inches.
"Glllcckkk," she coughed before repeating the feat.
"Fuck," Oliver swore.
Pulling him out to get a quick lungful of oxygen, Sara went back to her quicker pace but taking only half his length in her mouth. Her hand worked with her mouth, but after another half minute she stopped that to run her tongue from his tip down to his base, first on one side of his wet cock then the other.
"Need to get it nice and juicy for it to go in my ass," Sara commented.
Oliver noted that she was doing exactly what she had suggested, as thick strings of saliva were decorating his shaft, not to mention a strand was still contacting her lips to his tip though the two were 6 inches apart. She descended back down, deep-throating him as best she could and spitting more saliva up onto his member as she did so.
Canary had just descended back down onto his cock after another breath of air and looked up at her boyfriend. Oliver had the camcorder back in his hand so that the lens was less than a foot away from where she was giving him an expert blowjob. Sara rose her eyebrows at the camera and held her gaze with it, pretending to be looking into his eyes as he filmed her.
"Stroke it," he ordered.
Sara smiled before spitting onto her hand to get that wet as well. Taking his soaked cock in her palm, she made a fist around him then did as he asked. After a few seconds to get coordinated, her hand was a pink blur as it sped up and down his dick, working in the saliva she coughed up onto it within every pore.
"Just like that," she asked, knowing the answer.
Sensing that her spit was starting to be worked off, Sara stopped her blurring handjob and got her mouth back onto him. It was sloppy head, with her being able to feel spit on her lips and even the sides of her mouth, but it would serve its purpose later.
"Now suck my balls," he said, embracing the master-slave relationship she wanted. "And keep that ass high up in the air."
Some girls may have backed away and avoided sucking on balls as best they could but Sara was not one of those girls. He had discovered her to be a sexual freak with hormones that paralleled his own so he knew that there wasn't a challenge she wasn't up for.
He watched through the camera as she sank herself low, her modest chest resting on the mattress while behind her the plump ass he loved so much was still visible. She even gave it a sway for him all while taking his right nut between her lips and sucking on the oval. Being sure not to forget about the left, she switched balls and gave it a good sucking, even using her suction to pull it away from sack and giving it a good view for the camera.
"Yes...now back in your mouth," Oliver explained.
She did as she was told, running her tongue along the underside just like she had done to start proceedings. When at the tip she took him inside her warm wet mouth, bathing him in spit as she only worked the first several inches while her hands slowly yet surely stroked the rest.
She didn't reserve all her attention to the blowjob, instead she would lick down the top part of his shaft then take his balls back into her mouth. Once satisfied with that she would move back up and suck his cock, but it wouldn't be long before her lips found his sack once again.
Needing to change things up or else fall victim to her blowjob before getting to the fun stuff, Oliver spoke up. "Turn around, let me see that ass."
Sara compiled, much like she had been doing all evening and spun around to face him with her immense ass. He had seen many booties in his lifetime but he could state for a fact that Canary had all others beat.
Without needing an instructions, Sara sat her booty right onto his lap, straddling his waist but not taking him inside her. Instead, the blonde crime fighter began to grind her ass back and forth with his dick stuck pinned between his rock hard abs and her pussy, her wetness gliding along his shaft.
"Like the tease," Sara asked with a look over her shoulder.
"I prefer this," Oliver said.
His words became clear when with his lightning quick movements, he angled his cock upwards and penetrated her pussy the next time she rocked back. It was so fast that it took Sara a moment to realize that she had just sheathed his entire sword within her twat.
"Mhmm...YES," she screamed.
It was the first time that Sara had ever cum the moment that a man or woman had entered her. She felt a little embarrassed at first, but the look on Oliver's face was that of pride. She rode out her surprised orgasm, brought on by longing and the teasing build-up, going faster and faster to milk her climax as long as she could.
"Good...now slow down," he ordered.
With some effort, Sara reigned herself back and eased up and down his shaft. It occurred to her that the combination of her intense blowjob and super fast riding probably was ebbing away too quickly at his stamina, which even Oliver Queen didn't have an unlimited supply of.
Oliver grunted his approval of her slower speed, and told her not only through primal wordless groans but also physically. As she descended to the end of his rod, he would thrust his hips off the bed, plowing into her pussy deeper then ever. She would scream in response as his bulbous head rubbed places that were hard to reach but very pleasurable.
"Yes Oli," Sara moaned.
Of course, the advantage of having her ride him in reverse cowgirl was the fact that he and the camera got to capture her ass. With each time his hips spiked into her, his lap smacked her rear, causing the cheeks to ripple bounce. It looked good as he recorded it, but nothing beat seeing it with his own eyes.
Needing to touch it, the hooded vigilante did just that, reaching out his muscular arm in order to palm the left cheek. It was weighty in his hand, but when he squeezed his fingers, the digits bit into her flesh and the firm yet soft ass beneath molded around him. He did the same with her other side, but changing tact and swatting at it lightly at first before going hard. It caused her backside to quake and soon two identical red marks formed on her lovely canvas.
"Such an ass man," Sara groaned.
"Faster now," accentuating his point by grabbing one side of her womanly hips and motioning her to the speed he wanted.
"Like this," she asked, her large ass swaying up and down with the much faster pace she was bouncing at.
"Oh yeah...just like that," Oliver cooed.
"You love that view, don't you," she asked, knowing how her ass must look with it bouncing up and down so fast.
"Yeah...now I'm gonna put a finger in your ass," he told her, switching gears.
Sara was a little nervous, yet she reminded herself that she had been taught to ignore pain and suppress fear so she used that training. Nodding her head in agreement, Oliver wet his thumb before placing his hand onto her low back with his fingers facing downward. When she didn't react negatively to his thumbpad making concentric circles overtop her crinkled starfish, he placed it in the center and applied enough pressure until it popped inside.
"Oh fuck, that is tight," Oliver agreed with his thumb firmly planted in her ass.
"Yup...really is," she replied, noting how his digit was thicker then hers from earlier.
"Now spread your ass apart as I finger it. Give your backdoor a great view for my camera," he wanted.
Sara got into a good position so that she held her weight all with her right hand in front of herself while her left hand reached behind her. Hooking her fingers into the soft flesh nearly the crack, the blonde did as Oli commanded and pulled her muscle away from the center. Oliver did likewise, turning his hand with the thumb in her ass to the side, the result of their combined effort equaling a perfect view of her spread asshole.
Oliver noticed that though at first she struggled with his thick thumb, she was warming up to its size. Changing gears, he pulled his cock from her twat, which she was slowly riding on, and wet his index finger. It was smaller than his thumb and thus slid inside her ass with greater ease. She seemed to enjoy it more as a result, even reaching back to stroke his cock with her hand as he probed her backdoor.
"Good, now you fuck it," Oliver instructed.
Sara understood his comment and hoped that she was loosened up enough for his wish. She was deferring to Oliver's knowledge for tonight because her knowledge on anal sex was limited to the porn she watched as research the past week while Arrow had real world experience.
Steadying herself with both arms under her once again, the striking blonde used her strength to push her body backwards. Instantly she felt her asshole pushed open as his wet digit embedded itself fully into her backdoor. She gasped, more out of fear then anything, but as she rocked back forward she realized it didn't actually hurt. Testing it again, she pushed back, penetrating herself on his pointer finger and found that her ass eased open without pain.
"See," Oliver commented, as if reading her mind. "Now faster."
This time Sara felt more at peace and really began rocking her thick ass backwards. Repeatedly she willingly impaled his finger in her ass and not only did it not hurt, but it felt good. It was actually feeling so good that she was disappointed when on her last time pitching forward, that the finger in her ass was gone when she reared back.
"What gives...awwhh...ohh," Sara began to argue before moaning in delight.
Quick like a mongoose, Oliver had rolled to his knees, taken his cock in hand and thrust it deep into Sara's soaking wet pussy. Just like he had done tens if not hundreds of times in the past 6 months, Arrow pushed his dick into his girlfriend. Knowing her so well, Oliver knew she could take a real pounding and that was exactly what he paced himself for.
Of course Oliver had become a master tactician but that wasn't only reserved to street level fighting. Using that forethought in the bedroom was valuable as well. The Arrow took his right hand from holding her wide hip and slid it under her flat stomach and down until he was rubbing her clit.
"You seem to like that," Oliver noted as her screams got louder for the past few minutes.
"Keep it up and I'll be cumming all over that dick again," Sara grunted.
"Cum for me baby," he demanded.
He knew she was close, as when her clit was flicked and a cock was pounding into her this hard she was unable to stop herself. As her screams continued to get louder and more numerous, he took a risk that he was almost certain would pay off. Bringing his left hand on top of her low back, his thumb once again pushed inside her asshole.
Like when he first put his dick into her twat, the thumb in her ass triggered another orgasm for Sara. This time it was the cumulative effect of having her sensitive bean flicked, pussy fucked, G spot rubbed and anal penetration, and it was all the more powerful due to those reasons.
"OH MY GODDDD," Sara yelled as she came.
"I'm gonna fuck you in the ass now," he told her in his patented even tone.
Sara could only nod her head in agreement, every muscle in her body relaxed, just as Oliver had wanted. With her already on all fours, the orgasm caused the blonde to rest her face and tits on the mattress with her amazing ass still pointing up. Grabbing the bottle of lube he placed nearby, the crime fighter made his shaft slick in the synthetic liquid before placing a big dollop on her rosebud.
"Just relax," he warned.
As the words were being spoken, Oliver had placed the tip of his purple head against her asshole. It instinctively winked closed out of reflex, but once he started up flicking her clit once more, the tension was lost. Knowing now was the perfect time, Oli leaned forward until his force surpassed the tone in her sphincter and he sank the first 2 inches into her virgin backdoor.
"Fuck," was all Sara grunted.
"Want me to..."
"No. Don't stop or pull out. I'm better," Sara groaned.
Oliver was pleased by her words and did as she wanted. He tested the waters by pushing further into his girlfriend and found that he could get another 3 inches into her ass before she tightened up. He rubbed harder and pulled back, leaving only his tip in. For the next few minute he slowly worked only half his length into her virgin ass, but he knew it was about the long game tonight.
"Oh God...getting easier," the girl with the thick booty informed.
Another idea struck Oliver so with his free hand, the other still feverishly flicking the sodomized girl's clit, he tangled his fist in her air. Knowing something about living in and with pain, Oliver tightened his grip and pulled back on her golden locks, forcing her head to tilt back.
"You like it when I pull your hair while I fuck your ass," he asked in a sterner voice.
"So much," she replied.
He wondered if she meant it but when he found himself starting to stroke into her anus with more speed, he imagined she was telling the truth. Testing her further, Oliver pushed further inside her ass without complaint so he stayed at that distance for a minute then went in a further inch...then another...then another.
She still whimpered and squealed on occasion, but now her moans of pleasure were just as likely. The camera set on the tripod perpendicular to them was capturing all the action, the contort look of pain and pleasure etched on her face, as well as the cock now fully entering her bowels.
"Shit. You're so deep in my little ass," Sara moaned.
So far in that booty," Oliver agreed, slapping her ass to make his point. "Are you my butt slut?"
"Yes," Sara grunted.
Apparently not satisfied by her response, Oliver pulled violently back on her shiny gold hair, forcing not only her head back but her body as well. Getting her hands back underneath her to be back on all fours, Oli released the vicious grip at that point.
"Say it," he hissed.
"I'm your butt slut," the blonde replied without hesitation.
Sara was a little disappointed, which surprised her, when his tight grip on her hair stopped, allowing her to drop her head back between her shoulders. However, she found herself happy when his hand came crashing down on her right ass cheek, stinging the flesh without causing Oliver to slow his thrusting deep in her ass.
"God yes," Oli grunted, slapping her other cheek afterwards.
As if only realizing at that point that she was still donning her cut-off shirt and bra, Oliver used his hands to pull the material over her head, Sara doing the rest to remove it from her body altogether. He went to unclasp her matching bra, but fumbled with it, causing the tight band to snap against the blonde's back with a loud slap. On his second attempt he unhooked it and pulled it away, his large hands finding her healthy sized tits for the first time that day.
"Shit...it feels so good," Sara found herself saying. "Yes...ohh....yes."
"Great, now turn around and get my cock back in your mouth."
"I see you're starting to enjoy bossing me around," Sara grinned.
The idea of where his cock had just come from didn't register with Canary until she was already spun around and had his cock in her hand. She knew she had told him tonight he was in control and that would mean he would likely push some boundaries, but this seemed...odd. She had already done it with his finger from earlier, but the thought that it was his dick that had been fucking her asshole for the past ten minutes felt different.
"You don't have to, you know," Oliver told her, noticing her slight hesitation.
"I know...I want to though," the blonde replied.
Opening her mouth, Sara took him between her lips like she had done many times in the past, both pre- and post-island. However, what made it unique was the taste of her own ass on his skin, which was more pronounced then when she sucked his finger after probing her arse earlier. To her relief, she didn't find the flavor repugnant, actually it was rather neutral, so Sara embraced her inner whore and put great production value into blowing him.
"Fuck...me," Oliver groaned, watching her blonde head twist and bob below. "Get on your side."
Sara complied and soon felt his strong hands on her body, moving her exactly where he wanted. She found herself with her back to him laying on her left side, her large ass overhanging the bed slightly. He reached down and pulled her cheek up, smiling at the sight that her asshole remained gaped open despite not plundering in for over a minute.
"You gonna like watching this asshole get fucked on replay," she asked though knew the answer.
"I fear I'll wear out the DVD," he replied.
As he spoke he placed his tip at the entrance, and this time when he penetrated her she didn't tighten up and give resistance whatsoever. Within and few strokes Oliver was back to his hard pumping, stroking his entire 9-inch member deep within her bowels.
Much like with her approach to blowjobs, Oliver clearly had a refined technique when it same to fucking. She knew that he liked changing up positions often so that it never got boring plus to give him a break and a chance to reset his sexual stamina. However with ass-fucking her, she noted that he preferred staying in a position for longer, but varied up the speed, depth and intensity.
After gripping onto her upturned hip and relentless fucking her for close to a minute with half his shaft, he slowed to half that speed and used his entire length. Next was keeping with that same depth but with much more power. The result made both her ass quake and tits jiggle, though his hand groping her closest boob stopped most of that.
"Here...suck," Oliver ordered, presenting her with a finger.
Sara maintained eye contact as she wrapped her plump lips around his digit, twirling her head as she pushed it in and out of her wet mouth. Her tongue almost tickled the thick skin, but after a minute he pulled it free and brought it to her sex. While slowing his sodomy of her, Oliver stuck the wettened finger deep into her twat, immediately finding her G-spot with practiced efficiency.
"Good God...fuck," Sara screamed.
It was slightly odd feeling to be double penetrated, but she was definitely a fan. It felt so sexy to have both holes used at once, in fact she longed to have something stuffed in her mouth while her asshole and pussy were fucked.
"Oli...gonna cum soon again," Sara warned, his hand now a blur as it rubbed her clit.
"Yeah? You're gonna cum with a big cock in your ass," he asked, mockingly. "What type of girl does that?"
"Huge sluts," she responded without missing a beat.
The angle for his wrist was awkward so moving swiftly Oliver flipped her upper leg, causing her body to follow. The result was Sara laying flat on her back with her legs spread as wide as possible, giving him and the held camcorder the best view possible of his dick ramming into her virgin ass.
"That's it, cum for me," he instructed.
From this new vantage point, Oli was able to piston two fingers into her snatch while the blonde rubbed madly away at her sensitive nub. It took no time at all for Sara to heave in uncontrollable spasm, her mouth going wide as nothing came out for many seconds. He knew she was about to release a hell of a scream, and sure enough she did as she came hard once again, coating his fingers in the process.
Her orgasm, the third of the night, seemed to be the type that made her whole body not only relax, but shut down. Unable to even hold her head up, Sara laid motionless on the bed, the only signs she was conscious was her constant humming of pleasure. With the relaxed nature of his girlfriend, Oli found that he could fuck her as fast and hard as he could without any resistance, an opportunity he gladly took.
Of course, the only downside to this new change was that he couldn't control himself. Over and over he pounded deep inside the trained assassin, ignoring his mental checks to slow down. He was like an animal at that point and nothing was going to stop him...except his quickly approaching orgasm.
"Need to cum," Oliver claimed hurriedly.
"Anywhere," Sara moaned, her ass jiggling and tits bouncing from fucking.
Knowing it was seconds away and no amount of slowing down would help, Oliver placed the camera back on the tripod before pulling out of her asshole for the last time that evening. It remained open to him as he climbed up onto the bed and hovered his cock above her face. The second he stroked it one time, his load came oozing out, dripping right down into Sara's waiting mouth.
"Holy fuck," Oliver finally said after several streaks of cum had left his cock.
Seeing that Sara wasn't merely swallowing down his jizz like normal, Oliver grabbed the camcorder and focused in on her face. The lovely blonde was playing with the cum in her mouth, closing her lips before displaying his white goo on her tongue. Putting on a real display, Canary began blowing bubbles with the thick liquid, followed by gurgling it with a smile on her lips.
"Man you're cum is tasty," Sara said with a smile. "Hope this will be good enough to keep you company over the next few months."
"Somehow, I think it will," the exhausted crime fighter replied.