He squeezed my clit with his fingers roughly. I almost passed out from pleasure - a hot wave rolled up from my crotch to my face, to the stretched muscles of my throat - and stopped against Rolf's cock. It felt like I was cumming again but I could hardly understand it. My whole body felt like the epicenter of an orgasmic explosion. Rolf pulled his cock out, suddenly aware of the fact that I had to breathe. But I couldn't let go of this wonderful, huge, rocking cock shining with spit. I went crawling after him on my knees, moaning, begging him to give the source of my pleasure back to me. Clit stimulation is not enough for me no matter what. One has to fuck me, tear me up from the inside.