The silence that followed the eruption was heavy and thick, filled only with the sound of the two women's ragged, heaving breaths. But the silence didn't last long.
As the initial shock of the deluge wore off, a new, even more primal hunger took hold of Ellie and Haruka. They weren't finished; they wanted every single drop of the man they had just worshipped.
With a desperate, hungry intensity, they began to clean themselves and him.
"SLURP... SCHLICK... MMMM!"
Ellie leaned forward, her tongue sweeping across her own cheek to catch a thick, white rivulet of semen before it could drip onto the sheets. She let out a low, guttural moan of satisfaction as she swallowed.
"Mmm... so thick... so sweet..." She then turned her attention to Haruka's face just to see her tongue darting out to lick the white cream from her own chin, their tongues tangling in a messy, shared tasting of Mike's essence.
