The Hockey’s Plaything
The obscene sounds of flesh slapping against flesh filled the room, punctuated by Isabella's high-pitched moans and my own grunts of pleasure.
"Gonna cum," I panted, feeling my balls tightening as I neared the edge. "Gonna fill this pussy up with so much cum."
"Do it," Isabella urged breathlessly, clenching down around me hard. "Cum inside me, papi. Make me your little cum dumpster."
I buried myself deep inside her and let go, shooting thick ropes of cum deep into her waiting womb. Isabella came undone beneath me, her body convulsing in ecstasy as she milked every last drop from my throbbing cock.