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Chapter 97 by creampiehound79

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Overflow

(Emily’s POV)

Joe’s cock continued to throb deep inside Kate, another thick deluge of cum pumping into her greedy cunt. The camera in my hand caught every detail; the way his shaft pulsed visibly with each powerful spurt, the subtle twitch of Kate’s inner walls as she took it all, the slow, creamy overflow that began to leak from where they were joined. I tilted the phone slightly upward, framing Kate’s widened eyes, her mouth open in a silent gasp of awe and pleasure.

“Oh! Oh fuck! I can feel it,” she cried, voice breaking as another hot jet flooded her. Joe held her down firmly, fingers digging into her hips, keeping her impaled as he emptied himself into his second cunt of the night.

“Fuck, baby, you’re filling her up so much,” I breathed, voice thick with arousal. Iris, still flushed and dripping from her own turn, stared wide-eyed. “It’s so much… it’s already leaking from her.”

I’d been on the receiving end of Joe’s newfound endless release myself; before I left for Miami, he’d fucked me through the night, flooding my pussy over and over with thick, warm wave after wave until I lost count. He’d done the same to me earlier today in this very hotel room. And now Kate and Iris were finally feeling it too; the overwhelming heat, the sheer volume, the way it marked them as his. I held the phone steady with one hand and reached out with the other, gripping the base of Joe’s shaft, jerking him firmly to milk every last drop directly into Kate’s hungry cunt.

“Gotta get it all in there, Kate,” I said, voice low and commanding. “Every… single… drop.”

(Joe’s POV)

Emily’s lips popped on that final word; “drop”; and the sound alone nearly made me lose the control I still had. She’d begged me to fill Iris, and now she was begging me to fill Kate too. And Kate hadn’t hesitated for a second; she’d slammed down and ground herself against me, taking every inch like she was starving for it.

I held her down, hips locked, feeling each pulse of my cock explode against her inner walls. “Oh! Oh fuck! I can feel it,” she screamed above me, voice breaking as another hot spurt flooded her. Emily’s hand was wrapped around the base of my shaft now, jerking in perfect rhythm, making sure every drop hit home.

“Fuck, baby, you’re filling her up so much,” Emily purred. Iris added breathlessly, “It’s so much… it’s already leaking from her.”

I felt it too; thick, warm trails of my cum dripping down my balls, soaking the sheets beneath us. Another ruined set. Emily’s fingers never stopped working; jerking me, guiding every pulse deeper into Kate while Iris watched, eyes dark with awe and lingering lust.

“Show me, Kate,” Iris said suddenly, voice husky. “Show me how full you are.”

Kate rose slowly; her walls clinging desperately to me, pussy trying to keep every remnant of my cum inside where it belonged. A slick, wet popping sound filled the room as she lifted off, followed by a thick, creamy flood that poured from her stretched entrance. Emily and Iris both let out soft, awed gasps.

(Kate’s POV)

Emily’s hands guided me as I rose; my pussy still clenching, trying to hold Joe’s load inside. But it was too much. A thick, warm stream poured from me, dripping down Joe’s shaft and pooling on his abdomen in a glistening puddle. The sight of it; my pussy overflowing with his cum; made my clit throb harder.

I couldn’t help myself. I dropped to my knees between his legs and dragged my tongue through the puddle, lapping up the mix of my own juices and Joe’s thick release. The taste was filthy and perfect; salty, sweet, warm. I moaned at the flavor, eyes fluttering closed.

Emily joined me without hesitation. Her tongue slid through the same creamy mess, collecting it, swallowing with a hungry little sound. We met in the middle; tongues brushing over Joe’s skin, sharing the taste of Iris’s pussy, my pussy, and Joe’s cum all at once. Our lips brushed, then parted, kissing deeply over the slick mess on his abdomen.

“Such filthy little kittens,” Emily said proudly, recording our tongue bath.

I smiled, wicked and eager.

We weren’t done.

Not even close.

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