Chapter 36: Evolutionary Prize {R-18}
A sudden surge and a powerful shot of cum down her throat had Arlette wince slightly from the warmth and that released Caius to lay back down on the reclined backrest of the chair and again close his eyes as he let out groans of pleasure.
Every jerk of his hips was to fire round after round of his seeds down an ever-welcoming shoot and for however long that went on, Arlette never relented. Never once did she look like she was out of breath or ached. The little part of the cock she had not been able to stuff down her gullet, she stroked with one hand while the other continued to massage the balls that were still heavy with more to give.
With every load of cum, her heart thudded in rythym and her tongue liked at the underside of the rod like she was appeasing it. Telling it that it was okay to give her all it had. That she could take it.
And take it, she did.
Caius had no real clue of how much time had passed but he was sure it was a lot. He released for much longer than he ever would have thought possible. The contents of his own balls took him by surprise and when the supply finally began to slow, he felt drained. Of course, his cock, stubborn as it was, refused to show this. It didn’t go limp. It barely even lost any turgidity.
When Arlette began to pull away so it came out of her throat and finally out of her mouth, she was smiling. Both her hands were holding the rod now and her strokes were less urgent and energetic and more intimate. Sensual.
"How was that?" She asked in a steady voice that didn’t betray how big a thing she just did. Pun intended.
For a second, Caius’ eyes were open but they just stared at the ceiling as he lay there speechless.
"It was—" he started and then stopped as he noticed his voice sounded breathless. Almost emotionally wimpy. Like a virgin who was just introduced to the wonders of sex and was not even sure how to put it into words.
