The girls gasped all at once, hands flying to their mouths.
Nash stayed buried deep, hips locked forward, cock pulsing hard inside Miko's ruined cunt.
He emptied himself in thick, endless ropes, hot, heavy, more than any man should have.
You could hear it: wet, obscene squelches as her tiny womb filled past capacity, cum forcing its way out around his shaft in creamy white rivers.
It poured down her ass crack in slow, sticky waves, pooling under her on the bench, spreading in a warm, glistening lake that soaked the padding and dripped off the edge in long strings.
Her thighs trembled, slick and shining, the overflow running all the way to her knees.
Seven pairs of eyes watched, wide and stunned.
Aiko's hand stayed over her mouth, cheeks burning darker than ever. She too was a virgin, just like Miko a few minutes ago.
This could have been her, if Miko hadn't become the focus of everyone, and now she knew that Nash wouldn't go easy on a virgin.
