On the massive, king-sized bed, the scene was nothing short of absolute, unfiltered depravity. Both of the women, Ytrisia and Lira, were lying completely paralyzed, their bodies entirely broken and trembling in the aftermath of his relentless, brutal pounding.
Their legs were splayed wide open, utterly incapable of closing, presenting their totally ruined, glistening holes to the heavy, musky air of the room.
'Psssshhhh... squelch... drip...'
A continuous, highly obscene sound filled the silence. Their swollen, bruised pussies were literally squirting, gushing out endless streams of hot, clear juices as if they were uncontrollably pissing all over the expensive silk sheets.
But it wasn't piss; it was the pure, concentrated nectar of their absolute physical ruin, a relentless fountain of highly aroused pussy juices that mixed seamlessly with the thick, boiling white seed continuously trickling down from their gaping, utterly defeated holes.
