"Ahh, fuck!" I groaned loud enough that my voice cracked. My fingers dug into Elizabeth's hair, holding her head right where I needed her as the orgasm slammed into me like a freight train. My hips jerked forward on their own, pushing deeper into her mouth. Hot, thick spurts shot out one after another, filling her up. She didn't pull back even an inch—just kept her lips sealed tight, throat working to take every drop.
"Ahh… yeah…" I panted, chest heaving. The afterglow buzzed through me like warm honey. I loosened my grip a little and bobbed her head slow, gentle, milking the last shivers out of my dick. My toes curled into the sheets.
Elizabeth finally eased off with a soft, wet pop. "Uhgmm…" She lifted her face, cheeks flushed pink, a thin string of spit and cum still connecting her bottom lip to my tip for a second before it broke.
