Alex finally pulled out after what felt like an eternity of relentless pounding. His thick cock glistened with their combined fluids as he stood panting, chest rising and falling heavily.
The living room was completely wrecked. Couch cushions lay askew and stained dark with sweat, cum, juices, tears, saliva, and drool.
The coffee table had been knocked sideways, books scattered across the floor in a chaotic pile. The air hung thick with the musk of sex, lingering like fog, every breath heavy with the raw scent of their "pet" breeding session.
Alice lay sprawled helplessly across the ruined couch, body limp and trembling with aftershocks. Her ocean-blue eyes were half-lidded and glassy, still faintly glowing with fading pink hearts.
Her tongue lolled out softly, plump lips parted in dumb, exhausted pants. Thick ropes of his cum still oozed slowly from her pussy, dripping in lazy white trails down her thick thighs and pooling beneath her peachy ass cheeks on the cushion.
