My husband groaned as I clenched around him, claws digging into my hips as his cock flexed as it swelled inside me, flooding my pussy all over again. “I’m going to bloat up like a balloon if you keep filling me with cum,” I whined, not entirely sure if I was protesting or begging for more. “Good,” Allerick rumbled. “Hopefully your belly will still be nice and round by dinner, so everyone can see as well as smell how well you take your husband’s knot.”
Oh my f@*#!ng gosh….
