The Affair Continues 11 - Expanded

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He stayed buried to the balls inside her, trembling and groaning as the final, weaker spurts trickled out. His full weight collapsed onto her folded body, both of them panting heavily in the humid, sex-drenched room that now reeked of sweat, pussy, and fresh semen.

She remained pinned beneath him, legs still ***d back beside her head, feeling every twitch of his cock and the warm, overflowing fullness of his load deep in her womb.

The air in the bedroom had grown unbearably humid — thick, hot, and heavy with the raw, unmistakable stink of fuck. The sharp, musky scent of her drenched cunt mixed with the pungent smell of his balls, their combined sweat, and the unmistakable salty-sweet aroma of fresh semen filled her lungs with every desperate breath. The room reeked of raw, sex, the humid fog clinging to their skin and making everything feel even more filthy and deeply intimate.

Still, she instinctively ground her hips in slow, needy circles — even while completely pinned and folded. Her cum-stuffed pussy clenched and milked his throbbing cock with powerful, rhythmic contractions, squeezing and sucking around his hard pulsing shaft as if trying to drain every last drop straight into her womb.
Schlick… squeeze… schlick…
Wet, creamy sounds accompanied each roll of her hips as excess cum bubbled out around his buried cock and dripped messily down her ass.

Her hand moved from his sweat-slick back to grip his flexing ass cheek and the other hard stroking the base of his cock where it disappeared into her stretched, overflowing pussy. Her fingers teased and pumped the slick root of his hard shaft, feeling it twitch and spurt with every fresh jet.

The humid, sex-stinking air only heightened everything. She could taste it on every breath — the thick, dirty smell of their first fuck making her head spin as her pussy fluttered and milked him even harder. Her heavy breasts, crushed and sweaty between their bodies, heaved with every grinding roll of her hips. Soon her blank mind started a flow of thoughts:
He’s pumping me so full… the whole room smells like dirty sex because of me, she thought, shame burning through her even as another powerful contraction of her cunt pulled more cum deeper inside her.
She stayed locked in that position — her body instinctively grinding, milking, stroking — completely lost in the humid, pungent aftermath while thick ropes of his load continued ***ting her womb.

The intense, filthy reality of being filled by another man washed over her as the pleasure slowly began to fade.

[Deleted Member]

woohoo! Funky. I like it

[Deleted Member]

Nasty bitch. I love nasty bitches!