My mouth drops when my orgasm bursts from my cock. My knot pulsates, sending streams of come into her bath. My talons dig into the vanity of her sink so I can hold myself up as my legs give out from the intensity. The white ropes disappear into the bubbles, the evidence gone, and the come wasted. I sneer with discontent. Every drop deserves to be inside her. Demi swirls the water with her hands, splashing it on her chest, and every part of me purrs with satisfaction. She’s bathing in my come. She’s marked.
