I lay collapsed across Mark's chest, body trembling uncontrollably, p***y still stretched wide around both c***s buried deep inside me. Their latest loads mixed with the previous ones, creating a hot, sloppy mess that leaked steadily out around their shafts, running in thick rivers down my thighs and soaking the leather couch beneath us. The office smelled heavily of s*x now, sweat, c*m, my own juices, all thick in the air and clinging to my skin.
Doctor Harlan pulled out first, letting me feel every inch drag against Mark's c**k still inside me. The emptiness when he left made me whimper, but the flood of c*m that followed was immediate and obscene. Thick white streams gushed out, splattering onto Mark's balls and the couch, the wet sound loud in the quiet room.
Mark stayed hard beneath
