She cried out around his cock, as best she could anyways, and it was enough to send a shock up his spine. It added a vibration, but more than that was the sick pleasure of her trying to moan with his cock deep in her throat.
Fuck, here it comes. He couldn't even warn her, he was too content buried in her pussy to pull away that he ended up giving a muffled cry into her as he shot his thick load down her throat.
He could and absolutely would fuck her into a giggling puddle right now if she weren't on top of him. Curse his deep hidden love of being a bottom bitch.
She moaned lowly and nodded, moving faster as she played with his sack. She was loving this more than she should. Usually, he was in control. Now? He was putty.