The two roared like animals, and there was a loud thud before the catacombs fell back into the most mortal of silences. Vanessa opened her eyes and felt them almost popping out of her skull. The pleasure was just too inordinate for her to even comprehend. She felt herself stretched to a splitting point and her womb moved to unnatural places inside that body.
Gaston wasn’t on a much better state either, roaring and wailing on the ground like a desperate beast, as if Vanessa’s grip on his cock had been a jaguar’s fangs to a poor prey’s neck.
In one swift motion, Vanessa had gone balls-deep in the man. Poor Gaston even felt inadequate as he saw that body suddenly making his entire cock vanish.
“Fuck you, woman!! Oorhh…!!”
Vanessa had to quickly retake control, lest she wanted her man to go mad. Shivering with cold as she descended from the mighty orgasm, feeling her cunt squirt juices all around the man’s mighty rod, she looked at him and said:
“Don’t cum. Do. Not. Cum.”
“Fuuuck!!”
Both man and woman were going mad with all that was happening at once. Gaston felt his balls being showered by Vanessa’s nectar, which was squirted at high pressures from her cunt. Vanessa not only crammed that entire 24-incher inside her, but she also locked the beast in a tight grip with all her muscles. Hell, even her womb had closed on the beast’s watermelon-large head like one powerful hand-grip, crushing the entire muscular mast under every square inch of its surface.
Vanessa entered a long, orgasmic state that made her tits squirt milk. Gaston too was suffering tremendous, immense orgasms, though of a more agonizing kind –he, after all, could not unload.
Vanessa’s muscles rippled constantly and uniformly. Long and unbroken threads of milk burst from her tits, showering the sides of her man, hitting the many bodies that he had fucked to oblivion, but missing her man, who wailed and begged: “Vanessa!!” She heard his cries and, with her eyes still shut and her face still looking at the ceiling, turned her chest to him and showered him with one tits.
The man didn’t even open his mouth, as much as he tried to. As the creamy milk hosed his face, he was still experiencing a discharge of orgasmic power. «Fuck…! Fuck this woman!!» He cursed his lover as she made him suffer like no women ever came close to. “Oh, fuck, you potent mare!”
But Vanessa wasn’t even working him yet. In her body, she felt that world-of-a-cock conquering every organ and viscera in her, pushing against her insides as it throbbed mightily and beamed with masculine power. She felt, due to the change of pressure and heat at the base of the cock, a new, massive load of jizz climbing up the beast. She turned her angry eyes to Gaston and barked: “no. Cumming.”
And Gaston roared. Oh, the poor thing roared and beat his head against the bodies he used pillows as he shut the influx of spunk inside his mighty rod. Vanessa felt all the jizz he had previously let ooze to the tip of his cock now in her womb; a blob of cum so large that, as she sat on the cock, the liquid had covered her entire pussy and burst through her labia, coating the man’s balls on their own seed.
And what balls he had! Vanessa was sitting on them, feeling all the jizz that flowed monstrously inside them. She felt another wave of multiple orgasms rush through her body, making her smile so beautifully and squirt more milk through her tits. Her orgasms were both powerful, but controlled; it was not that the orgasms had grown weaker, but that her self-control had grown so much greater.
Gigi Potemkin 