Chapter 1380: "Give Me Your Seed!" (r-18)

He kissed the corner of her eye from below and kept the heat and the vibration and the upward strokes while the Ashford Madam squirted again, thinner this time, her clit twitching under his hand, her nipple tight between his fingers, her pussy milking the buzzing length of him as wetness ran down Phei’s hips.

Her planted foot slipped on the wood and her other hand found his hair and held, and she forgot the door and forgot to be quiet; the Goddess lay on the Young Dragon’s chest and came apart in the position that had been built for this exact inner stroke.

"Hh—nn—ahh—" broke out of her on the second spray, and the table answered with a wet slap each time Phei drove up through it, pah-pah-pah under her ass, sqelch turning thin and filthy as she spent over him.

"Inside," the Goddess gasped, still squirting around him. "Mark me. Cum in my pussy. Don’t pull out. Phei— please—"

Phei kissed on her neck and thrust up into that soaked, locking heat, cock still hot, still vibrating against her G-spot, and held the Ashford Madam there on the table while she shook and asked for every selfish thing she had not wanted to name.

Phei came with her because she had begged it, fire and frost breaking inside the same buried stroke, his cock kicking against that front wall while the Goddess’s pussy locked and milked and a last warm pulse ran out of her over his stomach.

He did not pull out.

Phei slapped her ass once through the last of it, pah, kissed the marked skin of her neck from underneath, and kept her tit in his hand while the Young Dragon and the Goddess stayed joined on the wood, wet, shaking, and too close to the hall to pretend they had not done this.

"Mm—Phei—"

After the lie-back left them shaking, the Goddess pushed up off Phei’s chest without asking if they were finished. The Ashford Madam turned to face his feet, she set one knee on either side of his waist, and took the wet head of him in her hand—

Cum from the last break still painted her inner lips and the leftover length of Phei’s cock.

She lined him up and sat.

"Nnh—!"

The Goddess’s pussy swallowed the flare of his cock in a slow, deep drop, inner walls clinging down the shaft, until her own limit stopped her. The rest of him stayed out, a dark, veined leftover length that shone under her ass, wet with her and with what Phei had already spent, pressed to her folds where she could not take him.

Phei held her waist and watched the stretch ring from behind — that small mouth gone pale around his girth, then flushing as it seated on what it could hold.

"That’s it, Goddess," Phei said.

The Ashford Madam rose, and the cling made a thick sqelch as her inner lips dragged outward along the shining shaft, glossy, reluctant, turning inside-out around the veins as inch after wet inch came into view.

She stopped when only the fat head still kissed her from the inside, her hole pale and stretched around that crown, a string of mixed wetness hanging from her entrance to the leftover shaft—

—and then the Goddess dropped hard with a wet pah.

The impact shuddered up through her whole body and shook her tits, and the swallow was a filthy show: her pussy folded back in around the head, flushed dark, and ran down Phei until her wall stopped the bury and her ass smacked his hips while the leftover cock still gleamed under her.

Phei spread both of her ass cheeks with his hands so he would not miss any of it — the ring of her pussy, the shine, the way the Goddess rose until his head held her and dropped until her body refused the rest.

"Ahn—"

"Haah... Phei..."

Phei kissed the top of her ass while she was still seated on her limit. "I’ve got you... show me."

The Ashford Madam showed him; she rose with a cling and a sqelch, before she dropped with a resounding pah, again and again, and every drop jarred a soft, broken sound out of her.

Phei kept her cheeks spread and kissed the base of her spine, then higher, open-mouthed along the lean muscle of her back while the Goddess worked that reverse seat, and when she tilted her hips forward, the head of him stopped punching straight up and dragged her front wall instead.

"Hnn— there—"

"That’s it," Phei said against her back.

The Young Dragon thrust up into that same scrape on her downstroke, so the G-spot took his fat cock from below each time her pussy came down the shaft, and the collision of her drop and his thrust met with a force that jolted the Goddess forward over his legs.

Her stomach jumped, her teardrop tits hanging toward his knees and bouncing on every drop, and Phei reached around and filled both hands with them, squeezing the soft undersides and pinching the tight nipples until the Ashford Madam arched and fed him more of her back.

"Mmh— Phei— ahh—"

"Look at you," Phei murmured. "Hanging into my hands and still trying to steal more cock."

He kissed the arch and bit a shoulder blade, and Goddess Fall Touch ran from Phei’s mouth into that lean line and from his fingers into her nipples until the Goddess’s pussy locked around the half she could steal.

"Fhh— Phei—"

Phei slapped her ass mid-drop, pah, and she clenched so hard the next rise came out louder, a wet suck as her inner lips clung and dragged the veins. He waited through that rise, watching the leftover length shine, then slapped the Ashford Madam again on the next drop, skin cracking under his palm in the same beat as her ass smacking his hips.

"Fuck—"

"Don’t you stop," Phei said. "You wanted harder. Then take it like that."

"Ahh— Phei— harder—"

Her controlled rises shortened as she dropped faster, then faster again, chasing that front-wall scrape, the leftover length slapping wet against her folds every time her wall stopped him.

Cream painted the unused shaft.

The room filled with the wet suck of her pussy on Phei’s cock, the pah of her ass on his hips, and the sharper pah of his body punching up into her, each collision rocking the table beneath them, until Phei reached around her hip and found her clit.

"A-ah—!"

The Ashford Madam jolted and went faster.

Phei’s fingers rubbed the swollen peak in time with her drops while his other hand stayed on a hanging tit, and he kept spreading her when he wanted the show, slapping her when he wanted the clench, and kissing her back between both.

"That’s my girl," Phei said, rough now. "Work that pussy on me. Leave the rest shining. I want to watch it fail to fit."

Fire bloomed through the buried half of him and frost chased it, and the Ashford Madam’s black eyes were on his feet and seeing nothing as her voice broke into the wood.

"Harder—"

Phei hammered up on the next drop so his head scraped that front wall and stayed there, and the force of it drove a cry straight out of the Goddess’s lungs. "Right there?"

"Right there— yes— Phei— right fucking there—"

"Then come for me, Goddess."

Phei held her ass in both hands and drove his head into that front wall each time she slammed down home to meet him, every collision rocked her forward and every recoil dropping her back onto him harder, pah-pah-pah under her, sqelch-sqelch as her pussy sucked the thick stretch she could take and left the rest shining.

The Ashford Madam moved faster!

"Nngh— don’t stop— inside—"

"I’m not pulling out," Phei promised into her spine. "You asked for inside. You’ll get inside."

"Come with me—"

"Mark me with your— give me your seed—"

Phei spread her again so he could see the pale-flushed ring working the half of him she held. "Say the rest."

"Cum in my pussy— Phei— please— paint me with your seed— Haaaaaahhhhhh——"

The Goddess broke first. Her pussy fluttered, then locked around the half of him she held, and a hard squirt jumped out of her around the shaft, spraying Phei’s stomach and the leftover length while she kept slamming down through it.

"Hh—nn—ahh—"

"Phei— Phei— ahh—"

"Fuck," Phei growled. "That’s it. Keep sitting. I’m coming with you."

"I’m— come with me— spill—"

So the Young Dragon did. Phei hammered that G-spot from below and spent against her wall, his cock kicked in the grip; cum welled out around the shaft and running down over the unused inches and her folds and his hips.

The Ashford Madam did not stop; she rose and dropped through his pulses, inner lips clinging, the stretch ring shining, leftover cock wetter with every stroke, until the last of him left him and she sat on her limit shaking, teardrop tits heaving in the air, Phei’s mouth open on her back.

"Mm—Phei—"

Phei kissed the bite he had left between her shoulder blades and kept her ass spread so he could watch the mess — the Goddess’s small pussy sealed around what it had stolen, his cum leaking from the pale-flushed ring, the rest of him still outside her, proof and claim at once.