Julian's hand reached beneath her, finding her clit.
"Then cum," he said simply. "Cum for everyone watching. Show them what a well-fucked whore looks like."
The orgasm that tore through Valeria was beyond anything she had experienced before.
She screamed as if she were pierced by multiple swords at same time. Her entire body convulsed, her inner walls clamping down on Julian's cock so hard it bordered on painful.
Distantly, through the fog of overwhelming sensation, she heard gasps from around the room.
"Did she just—"
"Holy shit, look at that—"
"I've never seen anyone—"
But Valeria couldn't process any of it. She was lost, drowning, consumed entirely by pleasure.
Julian continued fucking her through it, prolonging the orgasm until Valeria's screams became sobs, until her body went limp.
Only then did he finally allow his own release.
His grip tightened, his pace became erratic for the first time, and with a low groan, he came deep inside her, flooding her with his seed.
