Painting the painter

After Dareios had carried Perrima in front of him as she bobbed up and down on his cock and steered the redheaded minx up against the nearest wall, making sure not to send the of them crashing into one of her paintings, Perrima’s calves were now pressing against Dareios’ ass as she had wrapped her legs around him, the two spectacular lovers working up a synchronized pace in which to thrust against one another.

Swearing that Dareios’ was fucking her hard enough to make the wall behind her shake, Perrima soon forgot all about that as the sensation of Dareios’ massive member being stabbed into her quim was enough to bring her up to and well beyond the verge of climax, her frantic screams sounding across the room as her girlcum poured out of her cock-stuffed slit.

Regardless of the fact that her body was quivering, Perrima still bucked against Dareios, staring at him in wide-eyed disbelief, her throat and lungs now so tired from all her screaming that she had to settle for the release of one **** moan after another as Dareios met her gaze, his hands still fondling her juicy ass-cheeks.

Dropping her head onto his right shoulder, Perrima began to rake Dareios’ back with her nails as each forward movement of his hips served to further heighten the intensity of her orgasm, her small, hard nipples poking against the hard muscles on his chest as she remained firmly planted in his strong grip.

When the time came for Dareios to release his load, he first buried himself to the hilt inside of her, and Perrima came perilously close to passing out from the pleasure brought on by the way in which a truly massive amount of jizz was suddenly pumped into her, the backblast causing Dareios’ balls to be coated in the creamy fluid.

Sighing with her eyes closed as Dareios pulled out of her overflowing cunt, Perrima was vaguely aware of the fact that he remained as hard as ever, and she was so affected by her lengthy orgasm that she nearly fell over when he span her around.
The couple backed up a few paces, and Perrima was having her hands firmly planted on the seat of a couch, her lovely arse welcoming Dareios as he placed one hand on her left buttock and used his other one to guide it up to the entrance to her asshole.

Neither of them had really said anything for quite a while now, but Perrima gasped at first and then let out a girlish squeal while Dareios grunted coarsely as he pressed his cock into her back door, her sphincter being spread rather wide to accommodate the girth of Dareios’ cockhead.

“Oh fuck!” Perrima’s pupils were rolling back as the trunk of Dareios’ horsedick began to slide through her cinnamon ring, causing it to distend a little wider still.

As she climaxed yet again, girlcum more or less burst forth through Perrima’s pussy to rain down onto her legs and onto the floor, while some of it would be mixed up with the ropes of balljuice which dangled down from her slit, slowly elongating themselves to reach further down between her legs before eventually breaking loose to spin down onto the floor.

Perrima’s arms now gave up from under her, and the two lovers came barging forth to land on top of the couch, her soaked pussy now beginning to stain the valuable cloth covering the seat below her crotch as Dareios recovered from the fall and resumed the task of feeding his gargantuan monstercock into Perrima’s virgin-tight bunghole.

As her pussy kept foaming in a most generous manner, Perrima did her best to push her back up against Dareios, but could barely muster the strength to lift her self an inch before collapsing back onto the couch.

Wiggling his cum-filled scrotum down between Perrima’s thighs, Dareios was then finally able to press his cock all the way into her asshole, leaving her with more than twelve inches of cockmeat fitted into the tremendously tight fit of her snug anus.

Cooing as she recognized the fact that Dareios’ balls were pulsing against the lips of her sex, Perrima found the next quarter of an hour to go past in a bit of a blur, the buxom herbalist having only a fleeting understanding that the world was still turning as she revelled in the glory of having Dareios’ fuckpole pistoning in and out of her asshole.

When Dareios finally pulled out of her, Perrima was left with a sense of having lost something marvellous, although she would soon be compensated for it when Dareios flipped her round onto her back so that her ass lay against the rather large damp stain which had now been formed on the cushion, and proceeded to stroke his cock while his balls ballooned up behind it.

Crying out as she spotted the burst of jizz coming flying towards her, Perrima felt the first part of Dareios’ ample load to splat against her equally ample breasts, the **** with which the balljuice hit her breasts causing the two firm, flawlessly rounded orbs of glorious titflesh to jiggle.

Barely believing that this could be happening without the assistance of one of her portions, Perrima writhed on the couch as thick volleys of cum were shot against her body, gradually covering her in a lustrous layer which reached from the top of her head down to her knees, with thick gobs of it ricocheting of her to smack into the back of the couch, which meant that the stain wouldn’t be quite as noticeable anymore.

“Fuck,” Perrima was eventually free to speak again, “I can’t wait to see what you’ll look like after a couple of my potions.”

“Yes, I think that we’ll all like to see that,” Zalah commented, causing Dareios and Perrima both to look her way.

What they saw was Zalah, now dressed in a pair of black stripper heels and nothing else, her body cleaned of cum from her bath, while the bath meant that her skin and hair was now blessed with a wet sheen which further accentuated her succulent physique.

Dareios would be hard to say just what exactly it was that did it, perhaps it was the way in which Zalah was looking at him or the sensual way in which she sashayed towards him, but the next thing that he did was to bellow through gritted teeth as another load suddenly shot out of his pisshole and causing Perrima to be further drenched in the thick fluid being pumped out from his balls.