After a long, heavy moment of silence where the only sound was the wet, rhythmic pulsing of his cock deep inside her, Rex finally decided to grant her a reprieve, though it was a reprieve born of his own satisfaction rather than mercy.
With a slow, deliberate, and incredibly wet sound, he began to withdraw.
SHLUCK... SLOP...
As his massive, glistening shaft slid past her lips, the vacuum created by his exit caused a chaotic eruption of his seed. The white, viscous flood that had been trapped in her mouth and throat surged outward, spilling over her chin and nose in a messy, uncontrolled torrent.
Rex stepped back, his chest heaving, a predatory and amused grin spreading across his face as he watched the aftermath. He looked down at the sight of the legendary Ignivara, her face smeared with his essence, her eyes glazed and unfocused, looking utterly wrecked.
"Hah!" Rex let out a booming, raucous laugh, pointing at her. "Look at you!"
"You look like a broken volcano!"
