His prodigious emissions backed up in her cum-clogged anatomy and ran freely from the stretched pussy lips of the moaning Mistress. Waves of warm custard slid from their joined flesh, covering Byron’s hips and torso with sticky paste. The glue-like semen ran everywhere, bathing the sides of Jessie’s legs and the bottom of her ass; sealing them together in a torrent of gripping filth.
As Byron’s body convulsed, Jessie resumed her fucking. She slid up and down his cum-drenched rod, gripping his cock tightly with her spongy walls. The young man looked up at her in a pleasure-wracked daze, wondering how many rounds this would last. Their bodies were already soiled beyond measure and the bedding was drenched in clingy cum.
The devious glint in Jessie’s eyes and her giddy laugh were all the indication he needed. The night was young and his third milking was far from over.
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