And then it happened. A swelling of her girth, a hoarse gasp, and then she could feel the lava-hot eruption as burst after burst of her futa-seed poured into her, filling her channel with its intoxicating heat. Sandra bit the blankets, trying to muffle her ecstatic scream as Danielle’s o****m triggered her own incredible c****x. Her body shook, and she rocked back against the dark-haired woman, trying to prolong her carnal joy as long as she could.
“Oh, f**k!” she cried, bucking back against her. In that moment, nothing existed but Danielle’s p***s and the wonderful, scalding burst of her come.
*****
“So, nothing yet?” Danielle asked, a little while later, when they were all dressed and relaxing on the front porch. The sun was going down, and the hum of the last crickets of the year fil
