Freya

My body was still shaking, my pussy clenching rhythmically around Ryder’s thick cock as the last aftershocks of my orgasm rippled through me. I could feel every pulse of his release deep inside, hot, thick ropes of his cum painting my walls, filling me until I felt bloated with it. When he finally stilled, buried to the hilt, I let out a long, broken moan. My cunt was a sloppy, ruined mess, leaking a mixture of his seed, my cream, and the remnants of melted ice down my ass and onto the sheets.

I could barely breathe, let alone think.

His cock gave one final twitch inside me before...