Chapter 749 - 115 - Medicinal Improvements And The Development Of The Cure For Eternal Slumber (4)
I slowly pulled my cock out, and the moment I did, her pussy clamped down instinctively—so tight that the condom was forcefully dragged off with it, slipping off the tip as her folds tried to hold onto every inch of me.
"Ah... the condom got slipped out..." Trisha murmured between ragged breaths, her chest rising and falling rapidly as her face remained locked in a debauched, dazed expression—cheeks flushed, mouth parted slightly, sweat glistening on her brow.
The condom, now partially lodged at the mouth of her still-twitching cunt, sagged heavily as thick globs of cum slowly oozed out. The weight of the semen caused it to tilt downward, and the remaining dribble began to fall to the floor in long, sluggish drops.
I leaned in and gently pinched the rubber between two fingers. As I slowly pulled it free, a wet, suctioned pop echoed from deep inside her pussy, followed by a soft shudder rolling through her body.
"Ah...~"
Trisha let out a low, trembling moan, her spine briefly arching as a shiver ran down her legs, the sensation of the condom being removed visibly affecting her.
I raised the condom to eye level and examined it. Inside, the thick, milky white load swirled with weight, sagging the latex down from the sheer amount. The condom stretched slightly but held firm—strong enough to contain every drop of my cum without breaking or leaking. It was a small, clear testament to its durability.
"Ha...~ Ha...~ What do you think, Master? Do you approve of its effectiveness?" Trisha asked, looking back over her shoulder with a hazy gaze and that same lust-drunk grin spreading across her lips.
"Approve? No. This is probably already greenlit for production," I replied flatly. "With this, we might even be able to revolutionize family planning."
"I see... That’s good...~" she whispered with a drawn-out, slurred tone, her speech thick with afterglow and fatigue.
Still holding the condom, I twisted the end closed to prevent any leaking. Once it was securely tied, I reached down and attached it to her panties, letting it hang there—a trophy of the session, swaying slightly with her every breath.