Marnie's eyes flared wide with sudden panic, then fluttered half-shut as a hot, pulsing rush filled her ass. Her tongue slipped past her lips, soft and unresisting; her hands fell limp at her sides like forgotten things.
*Splurt-Splurt-Splurt*
Daniel kept pulsing, emptying every thick drop deep inside her ass until she felt impossibly full. Her pussy glistened with the slow, steady spill of her own arousal.
"Nngh! Hon…ey…" Marnie's voice cracked, thin and lewd, barely more than a whimper. "It's not… what it looks like…"
Darryl didn't turn. He didn't speak. His eyes stayed open, wide and unblinking, locked on the blank stretch of wall like it held an answer he couldn't say.
Daniel said nothing either, he simply stood there, staring at his father. The silence between them felt heavier than any word.
"Huh? Why isn't he turning?" Daniel thought, even as his cock kept pumping every last spurt of cum deep into her ass.
