“Let me,” I’d said, staring at him with lust-filled eyes. XXNX Even after his first six orgasms of the day, it was a torrent, a veritable tidal wave of semen. Since the transformation, Brandon’s been drinking upwards of ten pints of water a day, and having felt him cum, I know why. She knows, of course. “Sis, we shouldn’t…”
But by then, it was too late. His scent had filled my nose, filled my head—it was all I could think of. As soon as I was free of the scent, I again collapsed—my body had been running on adrenaline for the past few hours, and I felt like I could sleep for a week. She gave me an sports drink, just to rehydrate me, and at the sight of my exhausted face and stretched, cum-streaked pussy, clearly decided that the lecture could wait for another day.
