"Aaaaahhhh fuuuckkk… still squirting… your tongue in my dirty shithole made me explode… aaaaahhhh yessss… drink it all… aaaaahhhh!"
At the exact same moment, Julie's own climax detonated.
Her pussy clamped down like a fist around my cock—walls rippling, spasming, trying desperately to push me out with the sheer force of her squirting orgasm—but her womb had other ideas.
The tight ring of her cervix had finally yielded completely to my relentless pounding; the swollen tip of my cock was lodged deep inside her womb, trapped in that hot, fluttering chamber as it belonged there. Every violent squirt she released tried to expel me, but the suction of her womb held me fast, milking the head with greedy, rhythmic pulses.
Julie's muffled screams vibrated straight into Marina's still-twitching asshole.
