"Mmmmph! Guhhh—" Fauna gagged instantly, throat bulging around him.
He'd bottomed her pussy minutes ago and now he was bottoming her throat, salty and musky and huge on her tongue. Her eyes watered, hands clawing at his thighs.
"Take it, Fauna. Take your son's cock deep." Mika groaned, hips rolling.
He fucked her face in slow, deep strokes, each one making her throat click.
"Guhk...guhhk... That's it. You know what happens when I throat-fuck you like this."
She was pinned, impaled, her throat working convulsively around him while tears streamed sideways into her hair. And below—below—
Oh.
Below, her pussy yawned open wide. Wider than Anya's fingers had managed.
The muscles she'd been clenching so desperately simply...let go, slack and yielding, and a thick rush of semen spilled out onto Anya's waiting tongue.
"There it is." Mika said, watching her eyes glaze over. "See? I told you. Every time I get deep in your throat, this hole opens right up. Every single time!"
