Hell In High Heels --- A Jane Delacroix erotic novel: Sex, Sin, and Slaughter in Southern California (13 page)

The base of his shaft swelled, and the force of the thick knot of his ejaculate rolled up the length of his urethra. Pussy lips stretched tightly across his prick, she felt every vibration. Inside her the head of his cock jerked as he shouted.

She felt cum squirt up against her insides, felt the flesh canal drip and smear with it, until the thick white fluid slid back down the outside of his shaft and between her lips as she continued sliding up and down on his erection.

The feel of the slick ejaculate was all she need, the scorching heat as it splashed into her and her orgasm shook her while her fingers dug into him. She couldn’t fight it anymore and screamed with the intensity of her orgasm.

She squirted hard and it flowed out of her, running down his penis to mix with the his sperm. Trembling, she collapsed backward against him, and felt the strong arms envelope her.

She turned into his embrace, kissing his face, “Baby, that was good,” she whispered. “You throw out a good fucking.”

              “Plenty more where that came from,” he told her.

THE END
 

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