The Countess finishes up

Emmanuella, her face dripping with messy loads of jizz, pouted, pushing her lower lip out under her top one, created a little spiderweb of cum in the space, while a couple of errant strings slid out of her mouth and hung off her chin, dangling from left to right like a couple of tiny clock pendulums that ticked tempting seconds away of an impossibly horny spectacle.

She was, if it was possible, even more beautiful than when she had made her first appearance on the deck of the ‘Voltsvaghn’. She weighed her huge, cum-drenched knockers in her hands, her expression changing into a bright smile, fluttering her eyelashes and laughing.

At this, Stefan and Suresh grabbed each of their twelve-inch monsters in their hands and stared to smack the hard cocks against the Countesses’ busty titflesh, causing spatterings of cum to fly off the mountainous, solid globes, and into the air around. Kullus, in the centre, pressed the thick meat of his shaft in the valley between Emmanuella’s cleavage and rocked his hips back and forwards, her busty mounds pressed against each side of his cum-cannon. He paused this only to gather a thick pool that had formed at the top of her tits and feed it into her greedy mouth. Emmanuella reciprocated by catching Kullus’ heavy tool in her black-gloved hand and allowed a heavy rope of sperm-laced drool to ease from her mouth on the apple-sized head, twisting and twining the gooey ropes so that they wrapped their way all around the sticky meatshaft. Then she slurped the huge head clean, noisily. The long, wavy tresses of her hair were already weighed down with ribbons of sperm, one such jizz-saturated tendril of hair flopping over her forehead and into her eye.

Zdenyek found that it was impossible to resist having his meaty dick in the Countesses asshole while Delta licked his torso, and started to pull the stiff, pulsating shaft from its location past Emmanuella’s vice-like rectum. Slowly accomplishing this, he finally summoned enough resolve to heft the exploding meat-stick from her delectable anal passage and spew a gushing, diffuse cannonade of sperm that jetted onto the Countesses’ perfect asscheeks, coating the smooth, rounded contours of her golden buttocks with a splattering of white goo.

Delta did her part, grasping the spurting fuckstick and coaxing more creamy jets of jizz from the spewing member, directing the forceful blasts all over her mistresses’ slender back, creaming the horny aristocrat between her shoulderblades. A dewy puddle of semen gathered at the topmost point of her buttocks.

Emmanuella finished her trio-cocked titfuck and addressed the awestruck congregation.

‘I’m heading inside to get cleaned up and changed into my next costume, which I hope you’ll all like. Boys, head to Perrima and have her give you something exciting for the next round. Join me for a resumption of this evening’s activities in no less than ten minutes.’

At this, the cum-drenched slut made her way into the interior of the boat with Delta in tow, leaving the four studs gasping in her wake, droplets of cum handing from the tips of their spent dicks.

Hatim, who had been gleefully reaming Ylva’s ass and pussy, pulled out. As the big-titted slut got on her haunches in front of him, he jerked a dick in his right hand and a dick in his left. Throwing his head back, he simultaneously released two loads of cum that arced out of his cockends and splattered her busty orbs with streaks of molten jizz.

Ylva smiled and looked up at him. 'Double the pleasure,' she said.