James comes; Kendall passes out.

James grunts and, swelling inside of her, spews. For the second time in two days, James unloads into Kendall’s hungry womb. Grunting, he holds himself inside of her, his crown pressed firmly into the deepest parts of her as she squeezes him with her vulva and cervix. Kendall falls into him wide-eyed, drooling as she drenches his crotch. Her orgasms so far have been tidal waves, but their combined pleasure hits her like a tsunami and drags her under. She forgets who she is with James pulsing inside of her.

It is easily the best orgasm of her life. Seated on top of James, with his fat cock stretching her and throbbing inside of her, Kendall blacks out again. Waking, she finds James still inside of her, holding her ass, shaking it and squeezing it as she stirs. A smile spreads across her face, animal in origin, as she feels his thick, warm seed swelling her insides. He is half-erect but unable to leave her because she is still holding him so tight.

James smacks her lightly across the cheek. “Wakey, wakey, slut.” Kendall opens her eyes, blinks. Even half-limp as he is, James remains enormous inside of her. At his smallest, he still far out measures every other man Kendall has ever known. At rest against his big body, with his big dick stretching her and his big, hairy balls pressed tightly to her taint, Kendall feels increasingly like Jackson is a joke. James laughs. “Did you fucking pass out on my dick?”

Kendall groans and nods her head. “Yes,” she sighs. She props herself up on her tired arms and lets him nurse her nipples again. A lazy smile spreads across her face as she watches him and, on instinct, she flexes around him, as if trying to urge him back to full erection.

James releases her gleaming nipples with a pop. “You ever come like that for your cuck?”

Kendall gives a throaty, distant laugh. “No,” she sighs. “No, James. Only your huge dick can do that to me.”

James swats her ass, drawing another throaty purr from her. “You like my big dick, don’t you?”

Kendall, still far away from herself, feels like she is watching herself submit to James. The pleasure he gave her was undeniable, and she is grateful for the distance, for the perspective. For right now, alone with James, she can be his woman like he wants. She can be his slut. Later, she will return to herself, but for right now she is too far gone to reason.

She cups his head with a low moan and nods. “Yes,” she hisses.

“Then get down there and show me how much you like it by sucking it clean.” Lifting her by the hips, James drops her onto the floor. Kendall moves smoothly, sliding from his lap and to his feet. Kneeling, squatting between his legs, she can feel his thick semen dripping from her like molasses. Her cervix shuts, capturing what it can, and she knows that she will be leaking for hours. In a way, she looks forward to it.

Holding James’ limp manhood by the root, she marvels at his size. Even now, he remains enormous, too thick for her to hold with one hand. She uses her other hand to seize his gleaming shaft and, bending him toward her mouth, takes to sucking him. She can taste herself on him, but only underneath his own powerful flavor. Still sex-drunken, she moans as she sucks him, and she stares him in the eyes, too.

Kendall cleans him thoroughly, her tongue dancing along every inch of his exposed cock that she can find. James, meanwhile, holds her hair out of her face so he can watch her. She seems dutiful in her efforts, if not almost affectionate. Her eyes are glassy as she sucks him, and she holds him carefully in both hands as she strokes the last pearl of his semen onto her tongue and eats it before returning to her work. She even licks his pubic hair and smells their combined scents while there.

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