by Firehead » Sun Feb 24, 2019 5:35 am
The desperate milking sensation of your cunt trembling around his pole drew a grunt from Ryudamon. "Yeah, you can't wait to get your womb flooded, can ya? Well, I'm not one to disappoint." Thrusting forward until his crotch mashed up against your own, he held himself as deep inside of you as he could reach, as his cock twitched and spasmed before the first shot of warm, soothing spunk spilled inside of you filling your very core with a soothing warmth even as it prolonged your orgasm as you convulsed and shivered between the two males. Erismon lays back on the couch leaving your mouth vacant, and you notice to your own embarrassment that as he pulled out, your tongue had made to follow him as if not ready to give up the taste of hard cock just yet.