You throb in your sleep

You awake with your tongue buried in Davia’s snatch. It’s dark out by now, and to your surprise, your cock is still pulsing. Rubbing the sleep out of your eyes, you notice Davia’s engorged stomach twitching underneath of you, her pulsating vulva indicates to you that she’s still alive, and cumming too. You try to prop yourself up, accidentally pressing down on her stomach as you do so. To her horror, the pressure on her stomach triggers a purge, all at once, gallons upon gallons of semen erupt from her mouth and nose, shooting out with so much force that your cock is forced out as well. You grab your shaft and jerk it over her, painting her body with cum while a fountain of semen sprays out of her orifices. As she spits out the last of it, you feel your orgasm cumming to a conclusion. For good measure, you shoot the last three or four cumshots onto her face.

A pink door materializes next to you, signaling your time to leave. As you grab the handle, Davia turns to you with an indignant look on her sloppy, semen covered face. “And where do you think you’re going?!” She barks. “This is my universe, get back here so we can do that again!” Chuckling, you shake your swollen, waterlogged cock in your direction.

“Too bad, whore, I got other throats to fuck. Was fun though, maybe I’ll come back soon,” You say as suavely as you can while covered in slop. The sounds of Davis’s entitled shouting fades away as you cross the threshold.