Viktor's grip on Bella's hips tightened one last time.
His cock pulsed inside her—each throb sending another thick rope of cum directly into her womb. Bella's body jerked with each wave, her mouth hanging open, drool pooling at the corner of her lips.
"Nngh—haa—haaa—" Her breathing was ragged, chest heaving.
Viktor pulled her up slowly. His cock slid out inch by inch, the veiny shaft coated in a creamy mixture of his seed and her arousal. The thick head stretched her entrance as it withdrew—her pink pussy lips clinging desperately to him.
Then—
'Pop.'
His cock slipped free.
Bella's pussy gaped for a heartbeat—a glistening pink hole—before clenching shut.
But nothing leaked out.
Not a single drop.
Viktor blinked.
He stared down at where their bodies had been joined. Bella's pussy was sealed tight, her entrance pulsing rhythmically as if her body was greedily swallowing every drop he'd pumped inside.
'What the—'
