Giving her a good soaking

My cock was something like a firehose of cum, shooting it over her in a series of long, heavy spurts. I could feel my balls contracting with each spurt, pushing loads of cum out, my back arching, my body convulsing. Again and again, I shot, spraying her with my cum. Over both tits, it went, and onto her shoulders and chin and her lips. Each shot was accompanied by a deep grunt. When it finally stopped, she was writhing in another orgasm, using one hand to press a cum-covered tit to her mouth, the other to desperately rubs her clit.

Then her orgasm ebbed away. She looked at us all surrounding her, panting, emptied, sated.

She looked us each in the eye, a smile flickering on her lips.

“Thank you, boys,” she panted, breathily. And she gave a deep-throated moan of intense satisfaction as the aftershock of her orgasm ran through her.