When the last wave of pleasure crashed over him, then rushed down his shaft to paint the walls of her hot hole, he collapsed backward.
As he slumped backward onto the mattress, his cock slid out of her hole and he watched as a flood of white sticky baby batter gushed out of her hole and dribbled down her slit.
Feeling his love juice sliding down her folds and in danger of dripping onto the bedcovers, she slid a hand between her legs and collected his seed, then shoved her fingers into her mouth.
His member had already begun to soften, but the sight of Samantha greedily collecting his spunk and shoving it into her mouth had him growing hard again.
Despite his re-surging erection, he was exhausted. He'd never fucked so hard in his life. If Samantha was like this all the time, Miranda might have to wait a lot longer before she got her turn.
