The mix

The mix of sperm and juices that fired out of the monster cock was now mixing with her juices and the final clitoral orgasms subsided within her. Each spasm more juice poured from her pussy. Pooling on the hard stainless steel it wasn’t the usual man juice. As each minute passed it began to somehow rematerialized into a glob of ejactulate. But somehow it had its own life and it’s movement was eerie. Slowly the glob seemed to be looking to reenter her pussy and womb. The glob built to a huge puddle and a tongue protruded from it. Wiggling around the tongue found her pulsing twat. Magically it moved inside her. As it passed to within her womb yet again her orgasm rocketed within her. Her womb not yet impregnated processed the mix once again looking for the one hardy sperm of the millions that was mixing with her juicy orgasm. As the “mix” rid itself of the useless juices it dribbled out and began yet another glob. It too would be entering her.... her master was preparing yet another gallon of enema solution,