Sue Resists The Urge...Until Porkum Ejaculates Directly Into Her Mouth

The drop burned on her tongue. Sue Storm shuddered, eyes rolled up in her head. She sat there on her knees, barely able to keep the invisible clamp tight on Porkum's priapic prick as her brain went blank. Her cunt convulsed, a spasm that went past pure pleasure and into some unknown realm beyond. A deep, aching need filled the center of her being and spread outward, muscles clamping tight as it spread throughout her entire body. Blood spurted from her wounded thigh as the muscles contracted, but the Invisible Woman was beyond feeling pain.

Time seemed to lose meaning. She didn't move, didn't breathe. For what might have been a moment or hours, Sue Storm existed in that state beyond bliss—and it was only with exhausting, soul-searing effort that the Invisible Woman began to swim back toward reality. Drool dribbled out of her gaping mouth, her pussy drenched her panties. Yet slowly, she centered herself again. Heard the beat of her own heart. **** herself to breathe, to unclench. She sucked in air through her mouth, even though it brought the scent and taste of him into her lungs, and by terrible degrees became aware of when and where she was again.

Porkum's prick hadn't gone down. It was an angry purple-red color. The pig-man slammed his fists on the wall, powerless to do anything. Sue took heart from that. She felt her muscles untense and, still on her knees, she sagged a little as a shiver of want and exhaustion went through her frame. She had never cum that hard in her life. And just from one drop! One undiluted glob of Porkum's pure jizz had been an overwhelming experience.

One that Sue Storm was determined to never, ever have again.

Sue Storm had never tried crack cocaine. Like most people, she had heard that just one hint was instantly addictive, and Sue had never understood that. Now she did. Now she had experienced a moment of such intense sensation that she knew she could not afford to try it again. It wasn't a matter of willpower, it was an overwhelming response from her whole body. It took all that the Invisible Woman had in her to stay seated and not jam her face on that dripping cockhead.

Then the purple veins on Porkum's trapped prick seemed to writhe and swell. The movement caught Sue's attention; her eyes widened. Her lips were still parted.

The jet of sperm hit the back of the Invisible Woman's mouth before her conscious mind could react.

Her world went white once again.