Meanwhile, on Long Island, Jonah Murray (34) has a new neighbor, the very sensual and demanding Tammy Deon (36).
Tammy: “Come on Jonah, I thought you said you’d coat me completely in your spunk. That second cum of yours was great, but I’m still hungry for more. I want it, going everywhere in me, I want to be stuffed, used, overwhelmed. Are you a man that can do that to me? Or am I the woman who can outdo the stud who did so well in the famous Long Island Sexfighting League? You know that’s why I moved here.”

Tammy: “You’re not as full as you used to be Jonah. I think I want more than you can give me. I think that this prick, as nice as it is, is going to be outdone by little me.”

Tammy: “Maybe I can coat this big proud prick and get it harder for you. I love the feel of it between my breasts! You like how I feel? Do I excite you, lover? You know I want load after creamy thick load!”

Jonah: “Thirsty? Want to be coated? How’s about I hose you down. See if this is enough cum to make you happy.”

Jonah: “Oh, not enough? How about I plaster your face in jizz? Still want more? Want your stomach overflowing in jizz? I’ve got just the thing. More dick, more jizz than you’ve ever had. Want to learn what it’s like to have more than you can handle? OK - the gloves are off - you’ve asked for it.”

Several hours later, her stomach and intestines could no longer contain all the cum. Getting it faster than she could digest it, she was spilling it, despite her most passionate efforts to keep it all down. Inexorably, surely, she was being outcum, out produced, outsexed, by the man from Long Island.
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Dedicated to Claire Rogue