Nah, Keep fucking her throat while ordering Tyler to take his turn in her freshly creampied pussy

storage room near restrooms of Westfield Galleria, Westfield, at 12:50 PM on Saturday July 15, 2023.

You thrust deeper into Violet's throat, feeling her tongue work frantically against the underside of your shaft as her body still trembles from Derek's devastating creampie. "Tyler, get in there," you grunt, your free hand still gripping her violet hair while the other keeps the phone steady. "Fuck that pussy while it's still dripping."

Tyler doesn't need to be told twice. He drops to his knees behind Violet's quaking form, his average seven-inch cock jutting forward eagerly. "Holy shit, look at all that cum," he breathes, staring at the thick white rivulets still pouring from her gaping, stretched pussy. He lines himself up and pushes inside with one smooth stroke, burying himself balls-deep in the slippery, cum-filled heat.

Violet's eyes roll back. Her throat convulses around your cock as a strangled moan vibrates through her entire body. Tyler starts pumping immediately, his rhythm fast and desperate, the wet squelching sounds obscenely loud in the cramped storage room. Derek's massive load froths white around Tyler's pistoning shaft, coating his balls and dripping steadily onto the concrete.

"Fuck, she's so wet — feels amazing —" Tyler gasps, gripping her wide hips and slamming forward harder.

And then it hits you.

The orgasm detonates in your balls with zero warning — a sudden, overwhelming surge that rips through your body like lightning. Your cock pulses violently in Violet's throat, once, twice, and then thick ropes of hot cum explode directly down her gullet. "Fuck —" you roar, your hips jerking forward involuntarily, burying yourself to the hilt as your entire body locks up in the throes of climax. Wave after wave of pleasure crashes through you, your vision whiting out, every nerve ending screaming.

Violet gags and sputters, her throat working desperately to swallow the sudden flood, but there's too much. Cum leaks from the corners of her stretched lips, dripping down her chin onto her bouncing tits. Her brown eyes water, tears streaming down her flushed cheeks as she struggles to breathe around your spurting cock.

The orgasm goes on forever — ten seconds, fifteen, twenty — your balls emptying completely down her throat. When it finally subsides, you stumble back, gasping, your legs weak and shaking. Your cock slides free of her mouth with a wet pop, still twitching, a final bead of cum clinging to the head.

Violet coughs violently, cum and saliva spraying from her lips as she gulps air. But even as she gasps, her body responds to the flood of your seed in her stomach. Her pussy clamps down hard on Tyler's shaft, and she moans, low and desperate.

"What the fuck was that?" you pant, staring down at your still-hard cock in confusion. You'd barely been close before the orgasm hit.

Marcus laughs shakily from the side, stroking his newly eight-inch erection. "Dude, you just came like a fucking firehose."

Your cock twitches. And then, impossibly, you watch as it lengthens before your eyes — seven inches now, noticeably thicker. The growth is visible, unmistakable.

"Holy shit," Derek breathes, staring at his own thirteen-inch monster. "It happened to you too."

Violet whimpers, her voice hoarse and wrecked. "Please — don't stop — feels so good —" Her hips buck back against Tyler's thrusts, her pussy still fluttering and squeezing, greedy for more.

Tyler grunts, pounding harder, his face flushed and sweaty. "Gonna fill her up too — fuck —"

You raise the phone again, capturing Violet's cum-streaked face, her glazed eyes, her swollen lips still dripping with your seed. Something is very, very wrong with this machine.