Lyra had thought Gray was going as fast as he could, but as his climax approached, he seemed to move impossibly fast, thrusting that delicious looking canine cock over and over into the toy pussy. Her imagination had never been so real, with her new position she could literally feel each and every thrust as their bodies collided, the only thing missing was the hot full sensation which could only be sated by having him inside her.
Hearing his moans getting louder, Lyra could figure something was coming, something she sensed instinctively she wanted, her body leaning into hit her pussy pressing against his cock so hard that the lips of her sex opened up and accepted the underside of his into her. The feeling causing her to moan just as loudly as Gray roared with pleasure, the toy being tossed aside, it’s purpose fulfilled, she let out a slight cry as he grabbed her by the ass, but willing let herself be pulled into him as he cock blasted out a thick creamy white fluid which splattered on her chin, neck, between and over her breasts, and coating her stomach, the cum on the upper half of her body dribbling down her body.
“Hot!” she cried, not able to believe how good it felt to have the slimy fluid combined with her fiery desire and catching aflame. “Ahh…. So warm…. So…” shivering with pleasure, she slowly pulled a hand away from Gray, cupping her breasts and rolling it around in her hand, smearing the cum into her skin affectionately. She’d obviously never seen cum, and being covered in it was like a dream come true.
Glancing up at Gray, she made sure he still had his eyes closed. She noted his rugged breathing before carefully lifting her hand to her face. Closing her own eyes and sticking her own tongue own pressing her lips against her wrist before slowly trailing her tongue up her hand. The copious amount of cum running along her tongue and down her throat, the somewhat bitter, sticky taste being something Lyra didn’t mind in the slightest, in fact it tasted rather nice, her mind comparing the taste of his cum to the pasta she’d eaten earlier, she ended up deciding not to mention her conclusion to Gray as she wasn’t sure how he’d react to being told his cooking was inferior to what he could naturally produce.