Sucking cock and moving on

Completely naked save for the satin choker round her slender neck, Riolta had her black hair pasted to her head and her arms and legs raised up in the water as she sank slowly and silently onto the floor of the pool. Her mouth remained closed and her eyes open as she stared up towards the surface, her chest rising and sinking in soft, subtle movements while she watched, utterly fascinated, as thick jets of Quinlan’s spunk impacted on the water up above her, the density of each release of jizz being such that it produced a deep, resonant thud that reverberated down to where she was currently positioned, more than seven feet below the point of impact.

Keeping her gaze fixed on the water quivering as more massive releases of thick cum slammed into it , Riolta was roused back into action by the air bubbling out through her nose, and quickly swam back up towards the surface. Bursting through the surface, Riolta now had her eyes closed and her mouth wide-open as she sucked air back into her lungs. Shooting upwards until she was out of the water down to just above her bellybutton, she let out a startled but aroused scream when her bouncing boobs were suddenly blasted by a voluminous discharge of spunk that coated the two mountainous orbs with the sticky white fluid.

As she sank back down into the water, Riolta took another jet of balljuice straight in the face, with plenty of Quinlan’s cream ending up deposited inside her mouth. Gurgling and swallowing, Riolta settled down into the water with only her head and shoulders peeking up out of it, and tried to open her eyes to look at Quinlan. She found that she couldn’t, and felt her wetness pouring out of her snatch and into the clear water of the pool when she realized that her eyes were glued shut by his thick, viscid jizz. Giggling with her mouth still containing a respectable amount of sperm, Riolta tried to use one arm to keep herself afloat while employing the hand of the other to wipe the spunk from her eyes, but found that method to be ineffective, leaving her to work slowly even as she felt and heard more fat blasts of cum strike down all around her.

Immersing herself in the water once more, Riolta used both hands to clear her eyes, then swam with long, determined strokes towards the base of the shallow, rounded flight of stairs leading back up out of the pool.

As she sauntered out of the pool, washed clean of Quinlan’s cum save for the steady trickle of it that was leaving her hugely distended bunghole, Riolta had beads of water clinging to her lusciously tanned, totally unblemished skin, serving to draw an observer’s eyes to the bulging character of her perfect tits, the fine musculature of her toned midriff and her slender legs, and the vividly pink state of her aroused sex.

Standing a few yards in front of her, with his hands still at his sides and his cockhead swaying about randomly due to the **** of the tremors that spread their way up through his twenty-inch fuckpiece, was Quinlan. Having just finished the latest of the truly ginormous cumshots that he was capable of producing, the immensely huge-cocked stud let out a low groan and released a long, thick line of clear prejizz that shot over Riolta’s head and could be heard splashing down into the water behind her.

Moaning hard at what she was seeing, Riolta widened her stance and moved her right hand in between her legs, slipping it past her drooling honeypot to her well-fucked ringpiece. When the tips of two of her slender digits brushed against the obscenely gaping shape of her asshole, her moan became even more intense, and as Quinlan watched her, she danced her fingers along the inner rim of her distended anus, feeling the steady throbbing that spread throughout her crotch become more and more pronounced until she finally climaxed, squirting girlcum into the palm of her hand as she savoured what Quinlan’s monstercock had done to her previously so tight little hole.

Riolta stumbled forwards, but quickly regained her composure and shot Quinlan a dirty smile as he stood there, a look on his face that suggested that he was waiting to find out what she would do next. Quinlan crossed his arms over his chest, and had to chuckle at how that action somehow managed to cause Riolta’s gaze to be drawn towards his cock.

After running her tongue over her soft, full lips at the sight of Quinlan’s member pointing straight at her belly, and at that of a thick rope of spunk swirling its way down from the business-end of his fuckpiece towards the wet floor, Riolta got down on her haunches in front of him. While Quinlan watched her closely, Riolta reached out with her right hand and deftly wrapped the dangling rope of balljuice round her pinkie, an aroused moan clearing her throat as she gently turned her wrist whilst simultaneously beginning to raise her arm. Careful not to break the line of cum, the length of which ran for more than a foot, Riolta brought her hand up to her lips and connected the spunk to them before beginning to slowly suck the rope of jizz into her mouth as though it was the world’s longest piece of spaghetti.

Over the sound of drops of her wetness falling from her wide open, obviously aroused snatch down onto the floor and dollops of Quinlan’s cum doing the same from her dramatically distended ringpiece, Riolta was slurping down the cum, relishing in the taste and texture of it and rolling it over her tongue before slowly sucking it down her throat.

Seeing what was easily one of the most attractive women that he’d ever met on her knees before him, completely naked and slurping down his cum while obviously enjoying herself doing it, was bound to have an effect on Quinlan. As such, it was hardly surprising when he dropped his head back a little and groaned before releasing a jet of prejizz that extended itself to be more than a yard long as it surged upwards towards the cavernous ceiling before dropping down into the pool.

The sudden release of precum out through Quinlan’s pisshole caused the rope of cum to be detached, and Riolta’s eyes went a little wider while she also appeared cross-eyed for a moment as she followed how the long line of jizz that she had yet to suck into her mouth fell forwards before she closed her eyes when it splattered against her face, forming a wide line of glistening, pearly white that ran from her bottom lip up over the bridge of her nose and across the centre of her forehead all the way up to her soaked, glimmering black hair.

Saying nothing, though she made sure to unleash a particularly horny and slutty moan upon the world, Riolta snapped into action, her pussy juicing from the familiar feel of cum against her skin as she placed both her hands on Quinlan’s cock, its girth was too much for her to be able to wrap her hands around it, and opened her mouth wide as she brought it up in front of the business-end of the wizard’s colossal fuckpiece.

Riolta thrust her tongue out, running it over the bulbous crown of Quinlan’s dick for just a second or two before retracting it again, her nostrils flaring and her eyes turning into narrow slits as she plunged her head forwards. Quinlan rolled his hands up into tight balls and let out a long, tense groan as Riolta greedily swallowed about half of his cock, the guttural exclamation lingering on as he released a substantial discharge of precum that had the slutty black-haired sexpot’s expanded throat rippling.

“Riolta…” Quinlan croaked as his new playmate’s hands found their to his bloated ballsack, and soon his voice had died off as she used her fingers to caress, fondle and generally tease his cum-filled scrotum, manipulating it to make him pump several more thick discharges of prejizz directly into her belly while she inched her lips further along the twenty-inch length of his cock.

Once she’d gotten about fifteen inches of Quinlan’s immensely hard, vastly thick schlong past her lips and packed it down her throat, Riolta began to pull back, opening her eyes and winking up at him while tensing and relaxing her fingers several times over in a rapid fashion to make him release several more jets of precum down her gullet.

“Fuck!” Quinlan cried out as his cockend slipped over Riolta’s lips and back out into the open, the voluptuous and consistently coquettish archeress keeping her mouth open and blinking happily at him when he released one more gusher of precum that went straight into her gaping maw. Fluttering her eyelashes and purring, Riolta began to gulp Quinlan’s precum down her throat while playfully rubbing her right hand against her belly.

“I fucking love the taste of my own ass off your cock,” Riolta shared with Quinlan, her eyes going wide when her comment caused his member to buck upwards before another yard’s worth of prejizz went shooting practically straight up before tumbling back down again, slapping onto the floor just a couple of yards behind her, and close enough for specs of it to spatter onto her back and her heart-shaped ass.

“Good,” A slightly out-of-breath Quinlan replied, rubbing his bell end over Riolta’s upturned face, his beefy nuts dangling in the air in front of her mountainous pair of bulging, toffee-tanned boobs.

“Even so,” Quinlan spoke while Riolta began to shower the undercarriage of his colossal fuckrod with sloppy, sucking kisses that were delivered to the accompaniment of wet, smacking noises, “we’ll have to find Redmond.”

“Aww,” Riolta smiled up at Quinlan with her eyes largely obscured behind the plump and purple crown of his mammoth organ, “can’t it wait a few days?”

“There are probably powerful people plotting to kill you all right now, because of what you know,” Quinlan pointed out, placing both hands underneath his cock and raising it up off of Riolta’s face, thus causing her to pout in obvious disappointment.

“Well, I guess you can’t suck cock if you’re dead,” Riolta shrugged her shoulders and began to undo her choker, “You can strip out of your clothes while I wash up.”

“You do understand that I have important business to discuss with both you and Redmond, right?” Quinlan asked, stepping back from Riolta. Still, he’d already begun to remove his clothes.

“Uh-huh,” Riolta cheerfully replied, letting her face blossom out into an impossibly sluttish grin whilst making her voice turn much, much more husky, “But there’s no reason why you can’t do that while fucking my ass at the same time.”

“I must say,” Quinlan chuckled, “that I heard you were a slut, but I never knew just how much of one that you were.”

“Trust me, honey,” Riolta said as she sauntered over to a nearby fountain and leaned in over it, letting the upwards spray of water wash the collected juices that Quinlan had left on her face away, “I’m the nastiest, horniest little buttslut that you’ll ever meet.”
Quinlan groaned hard as Riolta wiggled her incredible ass at him.

“Quinlan?” Riolta said soon thereafter, even while her face and her tits were being showered with the clear water of the circular marble fountain.

“Yes?” Quinlan replied, stripping out of his tattered trousers to stand perfectly naked, his clothes gathered round his feet.

“Do you know what your huge slab of prime-grade, sexy fuckmeat did to my tight little asshole?” Riolta asked, having her tits shaking softly as they were splashed with water while reaching back with her hands and grabbing onto her buttocks.
Pulling them apart, she giggled at the jet of precum that went sailing over her back and head as Quinlan’s reaction to seeing her ginormously stretched, intensely pink asshole staring back at him from between her peachy asscheeks.

“Don’t worry though,” Riolta said, grinning lustfully at him over her shoulder, “it’ll be nice and tiny by the time we’ve found Redmond and Alexia.”

“Good,” Quinlan groaned.

“So you can make it all wide and gaping again by shoving your drooling, throbbing monstercock balls-deep inside it,” Riolta added as she spun round and, leaving the choker to float in the fountain, began to saunter back towards Quinlan.

Groaning again, Quinlan pressed his cock down and had his next voluminous discharge of prejizz shoot between Riolta’s legs, ricocheting off the floor and ending up glued to the tiled, arced wall behind her.

Placing one hand on Quinlan’s dick, Riolta was stroking the colossal piece of hard, vein-ridged manmeat as she slowly but firmly turned him to stand facing the door leading back out of the baths, with her right beside him.

“So,” she purred, making her voice as suggestive as she possibly could, which was enough to make Quinlan’s knees buck, “shall we?”