She was screaming nonstop now—head thrown back, throat exposed, tears streaming down her temples—every thrust punching another filthy moan out of her. Her asshole gripped me like a velvet fist—rippling, fluttering, spasming in helpless waves as another massive squirt exploded from her cunt, soaking my thighs, the toilet lid, the floor.
The wet slap-slap-slap of skin on skin mixed with the obscene squelching from her stuffed ass and the hissing spray of her release.
I leaned in, mouth finding her neck—biting down hard enough to leave marks—while one hand slid between us to pinch and twist her swollen clit.
That was the final trigger.
Her whole body locked up—back arching so violently the toilet lid creaked beneath her—asshole clamping down in violent, milking pulses that dragged me right to the edge.
"CUMMMING—CUMMMING IN MY ASS—FILL MY ASS—BREED MY FUCKING ASSHOLE—OH GOD—YESSS—SPURT INSIDE ME—FLOOD MY GUTS—MAKE ME LEAK FOR DAYS—AAAAAHHHH!!!"
