cum

You feel the pressure building behind your cock, the climax approaching with the force of a chronal accelerator. Lena notices. She sees your hips stiffen, sees the way your eyes darken with primal intent. Instead of pulling away, she presses her breasts even tighter together, squeezing your cock into the narrowest, hottest channel possible.

"Do it, Brian! Give it to me! Give your property what it needs!" she shrieks, her voice cracking with desperate need. "Fill me up! Claim every inch of what you own!"

With one final, violent thrust that buries you to the hilt between her straining breasts, you explode.

SPLURT. SHUCK. SLOP.

Hot, thick ropes of cum erupt from your cock, jetting directly into the cleavage you've been punishing. The force sends white streams flying across her sun kissed skin, splattering across her collarbones, her neck, and even dripping down onto her stomach. Her breasts are flooded, the white fluid filling every crevice, coating the pale flesh in a sticky, gleaming sheen.

Lena gasps, her entire body convulsing as she watches the spectacle. Her eyes track every droplet as it lands on her. She looks like she's witnessing a miracle.

"Oh... oh gods..." she whines, her voice thick with arousal and awe. "So much... you gave me so much..."

The cock throbs as it empties, leaving you panting, your forehead resting against her sweaty sternum. The room is silent except for your labored breathing and the wet dripping of semen from her cleavage onto the sheets.

Lena doesn't wait for permission. She can't. The ownership clause demands it. Her tongue darts out, tasting the air before she presses her face down into the valley between her breasts.

SLURP. SCHLOP. LICK.

She begins to lick. She licks with a ravenous, animalistic hunger, her tongue working frantically to collect every stray drop of cum from her skin. She licks the hollow beneath her collarbone, then drags her tongue down through the cleavage, swirling it around your cock as it withdraws, then cleaning the underside of her breasts with shameless intensity.

"So sweet," she mumbles between wet slurps, her face smeared with white streaks. "So perfect. Thank you, Brian. Thank you for claiming me."

She looks up at you, her lips glistening, her eyes glassy and utterly vacant of anything except devotion. She looks like a dog that has just been fed utterly satisfied, utterly broken, and utterly yours.