Nash panted heavily, his chest heaving as he pulled out of Alicia with a slow, wet slide.
Thick cum oozed from her stretched pussy, dripping down her thighs in creamy white trails, pooling in sticky puddles on the tile bench beneath her.
The aphrodisiac in his seed had her body trembling, her skin flushed a deep pink, her eyes unfocused, almost sleepy, as if lost in a haze of pleasure.
She lay there, legs quivering, a soft moan escaping her lips as her fingers lazily smeared the leaking cum over her clit, spreading the slick mess.
"So much... feels so warm... mmm, Nash..." she whispered, her voice hoarse from screaming, her words trailing into nonsense murmurs, like she was drunk on the sensation.
The shower room reeked of sex, sweat, cum, and the sharp tang of Alicia's multiple squirts mixing in the heavy, steamy air.
The scent hit Nash like a drug, making his cock throb harder, still slick and shining from their juices.
