Max felt a sharp pang in his temples as his head spun slightly from the overwhelming intensity. He had never felt his release building up so powerfully before. His cock felt impossibly rock-hard, and Clotilde's constant swallowing and greedy milking motions around his throbbing length finally pushed him over the edge, forcing him to erupt deep inside her throat with violent, thick ropes of hot cum that flooded her in heavy pulses.
Clotilde's eyes grew soft and hazy, the sudden rush of something hot and thick flooding her throat and shooting straight down into her stomach felt incredibly good, like a warm, soothing glass of milk before bed, making her entire body relax into a deep, blissful haze even as she continued to choke and swallow eagerly around him, her throat working rhythmically to take every drop.
