Kyle's cock twitched inside Cassandra's cum-filled pussy, still half-hard and slick with their mixed juices. He ground his hips against her ass, stirring his load deeper, making her whimper softly.
Kyle was enjoying every moment of this, the feel of her pussy was heavenly despite Kyle having women at his disposal, he couldn't help but feel each had their own unique feel.
The total recall he possessed meant he remembered every single thing, feelings included.
The room smelled of sex—musky arousal, spilled milk, and fresh sweat. He wasn't done claiming her, not after all that pent-up distance between them. His hand slid back down her body, fingers finding her clit again, swollen and sensitive from her recent climax.
"You think one load's enough, Cass?" he rasped into her ear, nipping the lobe. "Your pussy's still gripping me like it wants more."
