"HHHHHNNNGGHHHH~~♡♡♡~~~!!"
She came.
The orgasm and the urination arrived simultaneously — the way they will, in a woman who has been taken past the point of physical regulation, the body releasing everything at once in the complete, involuntary, non-negotiable way.
Her whole body trembled violently, as if getting seizures, as the blood rushed, the heart racing, and the gut-wrenching sensation through her body into uttermost until the pressure built up inside of her womb, which rushed out as if telling her to empty herself or she might really lose.
"HIAAANNN~~ MAS—♡~TER~!!!"
Scklhch
The spray came from her.
Downward.
Directly onto Edric.
The warm, mixed flood of it — her orgasm and her bladder both releasing at the same instant, the combined liquid falling onto the man pinned on the floor below his own wife's suspended, shaking, completely undone body, hitting his face, his chest, soaking through his shirt.
His wife's fluids.
On his face.
He could feel them.
