A spark ignites

He could still feel her whimpering beneath as she wiggled on his engorged cock as it slowly starting sliding out. Pulling out the last half of his staff, he pushed her hip sideways causing her to land on her side with yelp as her face looked at his still thick cock with a feralness he hadn’t seen from her before.

Reaching down for the base of his cock he could still feel her wetness coating it, pointing it straight at her, he asked, “you want more, slut?”

With an absence of any real presence in her eyes, they still seemed to follow the tip as it moved around.

Wagging around his dick he loved that she seemed to be so focused on his still dripping cock. “Is that it? you want more cum? you a good cumslut?” bouncing his cock up and down her head almost nodded as she followed its motion.

Amazed at the utter euphoric look of bliss on her face, “Well, if you’re going to be a good cumslut...” he reaches down and grabs a fist full of the back of her hair, dragging her over to him. She gasps and attempts to follow his hand, she scampering the best she can on her hands and knees.

With her mouth open from surprise, he shoves his softening cock into her mouth. The taste of sex drops onto her tongue as she feels the object of pure power that just infused her, she moans recalling everything it’s done to her as she slowly suckles it.

Looking to hold onto the feel of his power she continues to pull on it with her lips and massage it with her tongue. Feeling every radiant joule pulsing through its veins. She looks up to try to connect with the beast before her.

Catching her eyes, Paul sees nothing but carnal lust and euphoria in her eyes; an almost blissful yearning reaching out to him. Running his hands through the back of her hair he almost whispers, “such a good cumslut enjoying herself?”

The touch of his fingers on her scalp sends an almost electric jolt down her spine as her brain barely registers the words but locks onto the simple ‘cumslut’ as a quickening passes over her body and shutters from the energy.

The reverberating pulses running through her body, she pulls away just enough so she can pant and catch her breath as she reaches up to hold onto the softening phallas. Leaning on it, she rubs against as both of their adernaline highs begin to subside a bit.

He takes a small step back to adjust himself. As he does, she looses contact with him and almost feels her body just collapse from lack of energy and she falls to the side, rolling onto her side as she writhes in the after glow.

Watching her contentment he finishes ripping off the remainder of the offending hose and climbs into bed.

She feels his body heat envelop her as he rolls her to her side; she complies with the silent order as she pushes back into him. The fall into exhaustive sleep emotionally spent.