Mark’s final thrust buried his cock to the hilt inside Joana’s cum-drenched pussy as he exploded. Rope after thick rope of hot, potent seed blasted directly against her cervix, flooding her womb. Joana screamed in ecstasy, her walls milking him through her sixth orgasm, her body shaking violently as she took every drop like the addicted daughter she was.

They collapsed together, panting, covered in sweat, cum, and the evidence of their depravity. Slowly, they dressed in silence—Mark pulling on his pants while Joana slipped into a tiny tank top that did nothing to hide her hard nipples and a short skirt with no panties. His cum still leaked down...