She came. The orgasm, the latest in the series, hit. The walls clenched. The fluid squirted. The grip, the vaginal muscles squeezing his shaft, was intense. The pressure, the 'I-am-milking-you' contractions, made his balls tighten.
He pulled out.
The cock emerged with a wet POP. The shaft, twelve inches, was covered in blood and arousal. The pink fluid, the virgin blood mixed with her cum, coated every inch. Her pussy, stretched and swollen and gaping, was open. The entrance, the formerly-sealed virgin entrance, was now a gaping, leaking hole. The blood, the red fluid, ran down her thighs.
He grabbed her breasts. Pushed them together. The mounds, the heavy, milk-leaking mounds, were pressed around his cock. The shaft, slick with blood and cum, slid between them.
The tit fuck.
Pah pah pah—
