She did. Shrieking his name like a prayer, pussy spasming around his shaft, ass milking his thumb. Lucan roared, slamming balls-deep as hot ropes of cum exploded inside her—thick, relentless spurts flooding her womb.
"TAKE IT!" he bellowed, hips grinding. "Take my fucking seed!"
Felicity's thighs trembled, slick with his cum as it slid down her skin in hot trails. He hadn't stopped. His cock stayed thick and relentless inside her, pounding deeper with every thrust, and the wet sounds only made her wetter. She arched back into him, greedy for it, hair yanked tight in his fist. The sting shot straight to her clit.
"Fuck, don't you dare slow down," she gasped, voice bright with laughter even as she moaned. "I want it rougher. Do your worst. Breed me until I can't walk straight."
He grunted, hips snapping harder. "Not done with this greedy cunt. Gonna fuck you till sunset. Till you're dripping down your knees."
