Ahegao

Seriously? People really make that facial expression? Tammy’s eyes are rolled back in her head, her mouth hangs open with her small pink tongue protruding, a string of drool runs from her lower lip to the soft cotton material of her scrubs. A sex flush has not so much crept as marched arrogantly onto her face; she makes little squeaking moans with each thrust, and in between babbles incoherently.

Her ass is amazingly tight, but you are far from being a horny teenager and you’ve already cum twice in the last half hour. You can drag this out for a while.

Look at her, she’s already broken. We’re done when she’s destroyed completely. I’m Batman! We want her farting bloody cum bubbles for the next week. Besides, she’s still enjoying it.

As if in response to that thought she twitches violently and expels another stream of ladycum, drenching your pubes and pelvis. Your harsh whisper of “Good girl” sets her off yet again, that incoherent babbling crystallizing into the words “Fuckmefuckmefuckmefuckme”. Orgasm after orgasm roll over her, as you thrust into her bowels, her mantra like chant continuing throughout

Finally her muttering subside, her head lolls listlessly, and she’s actually starting to look a little pale under the flush.

Now she’s broken. Dear gods, what have I done?

You unload into her colon with an animalistic grunt, then slowly withdraw from her now gaping asshole. Some of your cum slithers out as you gently let her down. She falls immediately to her knees and begins to cling to your thighs and nuzzle her cheek against your still semi rigid cock. Awareness seems to slowly seep back into her, her now focused and clear eyes gazing up at you with adoration as that little pink tongue meticulously begins cleaning your cock.

(AN: Short one today. Probably could have combined it with the previous chapter. More story driven stuff next. ~W)