She could smell only their sex, his cum and hers mixed. They filled the air. She shook as another aftert shock went through her, cum drizzled out of her down her legs again. The floor under her was puddled with their sex.
She felt his hands on her hips and she fought the urge to push into his grasp, to fling herself into his arms. All she could think of was wanting contact with him, to feel him against her. Instead she quivered at his touch and waited, hoped, silently begged him for more.
His hair fell across her skin and she moaned slightly. It felt so good...like a thousand kisses on her bare flesh. And then his arms wrapped around her and lifted her gently. She rubbed her head against his chest cat like as he lifted her and began to turn her over. The feel of his flesh made her body react strongly, her pussy drenched already began to just drip wetness. She wanted more, always wanted more frm him.
He gently rolled her over into the cum puddle under her. The feeling of the cum all over her back sent her over the edge into an orgasm. She just could not stop cumming with him. The feel of the cum squishing under her, her ass sliding in it, her skin covered ina layer of wetness...she moaned and squirted more cum from her aching cunt.
Pushing her legs up with the spreader bar he entered her with his fingers, fucking her pussy even as she squirted. Her cum splattered them both, covering them with even kore sex. the thought of all that cum kept her moaning until it grew into a scream. He just kept playing with her, his hands slapping her shaved pussy lips as he finger fucked her hard and fast. Cum was every where....she could not stop squirting.
She was losing track of up and down. Of any sense of direction or reality. She was floating in a sea of cum and being washed by it. Her entire body was covered and she was just shooting more and more. She couldn't even scream any more. All she could do was silently cry out as he kept her going and going.
His voice, so close to her ear....or maybe far away. Didn't matter...his voice. He was speaking to her, calling her name. He was telling her things, nasty evil things that made her want to be so bad for him.
Her name...over and over. My precious little cum slut. Oh yes...she was...his precious little cum slut. More and more cum. She was such a good cum slut for him. She cried, tears streaming down her face....or maybe it was cum all over her face dripping off. Didn't matter...he kissed it and licked her clean.
More cum all over. She couldn't stop, he wouldn't let her. Precious little cum slut...that was what she was. She was so beautiful being that. So perfect for him. She was his. That was all that mattered. Precious little cu....
Darkness enveloped her as she lost consciousness. The words though stayed with her. Precious little cum slut. She was perfect. He made her perfect. That was all that mattered as she floated free in a sea of cum.
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