A smaller flooding

Of the two, Catalin was the first to cum, Dareios placing his hands on her breasts and squeezing her nipples between his sturdy fingers being the thing that pushed her right over the edge.
As the ecstatic howls originating from her fully distended grew louder and more ****, every head in the room was once again turned to gawk at the buxom blonde noblewoman, even the men and women enjoying the three whores down on the floor staring wide-eyed as Catalin’s long, smooth legs trembled significantly. Before tonight, none of them had ever imagined that they would ever get to see a powerful noblewoman in such a state, and now they had seen not one but two scream out their climaxes at the touch of Dareios’ immense manhood.

Basking in the attention given to her, Catalin began to eye random members of the assembled crowd, offering them eye-contact with her half-crazed, ravenous gaze.
One man, who had just been about to have his cock sucked into Kandra’s willing mouth, him being part of the perpetual circle of frantically masturbating men that had surrounded her for the last twenty minutes or so, was actually made to cum by the dirty look that Catalin gave him, the blonde up on stage grinning even madder when the man’s cum was jettisoned through the air to splatter against Kandra’s already fully spunk-covered face.

The way in which the loudly orgasmic Catalin was bucking her nubile body against his larger and stronger one made the recurring tightening of Dareios swollen testes more and more intense until he finally felt the familiar surge of cum racing forth through the wide, tumefied bole of his penis, his cockhead twitching as the sperm began to flood Catalin’s bowels.
Unlike his earlier releases, where Dareios had deployed the vast reserves of cum all over the subject slut’s body, this time he kept his member buried to the hilt inside of her asshole, the twitching of his balls teasing Catalin’s tender slit while she remained temporarily incapable of producing any sort of coherent thought, only managing to whimper and howl as the sudden sensation of Dareios’ warm cum filling her insides up sent her over the edge yet again.

“Oh, look at that slut,” Wynne grinned as she watched her sister’s body tremble in response to her climax.
“Talking of sluts,” Malouda, who was sitting on her knees in front of Wynne’s hairless twat, a thick rope of cum mixed with the blonde’s honey reaching from her wet lips to the equally wet lips of Wynne’s cunt, from which more of the sticky fluid was dripping onto the floor in a slow but steady trickle “I think you’re big enough of one to enjoy tasting me.”
With that, Malouda rose to her feet and planted a kiss on Wynne’s lips, her hands coming to rest on the other woman’s hips.

While the sight of the two cum-adorned women making out would have been a very erotic one in most cases, and was so too now, few below the stage could be made to take their eyes from Dareios and Catalin, whose thighs were now rapidly being covered by thick jizz as her stuffed asshole was over-flowing.

The throbbing of Dareios’ balls suddenly ending, marking that his cum-shot was finally over, leaving Catalin with her legs covered in cum all the way down to her knees, and even more of the creamy liquid sloshing around inside her stuffed bunghole.
The retreat of Dareios’ cock from Catalin’s rectum led to a virtual downpour of cum as the hard rod was no longer in the way, and a thick line of it soon connected her anus to the floor, where a pool of white began to form.

To the applauds and hollers of the spectators, Dareios slipped a finger up the tight passage that he had just been fucking, and pulled it out to show it being all covered with his own balljuice.
When he presented the digit to Catalin’s face, the sluttish noblewoman greedily closed her lips around it, smacking her lips as she heartily sucked it clean.
Now, the only one of the three noblewomen who had yet to get a proper feel of Dareios’ relentless phallus was Wynne, who had broken her kiss with Malouda, and who was now eyeing Dareios intently.