With each surge, the gigantic, blood-gorged head of his cock seemed to burrow deeper into her. She felt as though her body was being torn down the middle and she would be ripped wonderfully in half by the cock in her belly. His wildly plunging length felt as though it would come clear out of her throat should he be able, by some miracle, to stuff another inch inside her.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck," she chanted as the muscles inside her cunt nibbled hungrily at the head of their invader, only to let go and let the muscles of his cock have their turn.
She strained her naked, perspiring body up against him, a half-crazed smile playing across her lips. Her motions became faster as the tempo of his thrusts caused more urgency in both their bodies. Through her passion, Candy tasted the saltiness of her own blood as she bit down hard into her own lower lip.
She was straining to come and he knew it. He could feel the juices of her milking channel walls begin to flow as she ground her heated cunt even harder against him. Wildly, she arched her back far away from the rumpled bed, carrying his body into the air with the force of her thrust. She didn't stop until she had lifted him high, and only her head and her toes remained touching the satin of the sheets beneath her.
"Oh shit, cunt, fuck, I'm coming again… I'm coming like all is busting loose inside my belly, my pussy, my brain… don't stop… come with me!"
She was a wild woman. She screamed. She tore at his flesh with her nails. Her head flailed from side to side. Her mouth hung open and saliva dribbled from its corners.
Once more, she swung her thighs up, even higher, and clasped his hips with the back of her calves. She wound her legs all the way up and around his hard-driving body.
"Harder… fuck me harder…God Dammit harder!" she cried, as she wrapped every fold of her driving cunt around his cock, not letting him pull it out again even an inch.
His mouth clamped tightly down on hers in a whining shout as his cock spewed hot cum deep up into her belly.
Then she fell back to the surface of the bed. He forced her rigid body down into the mattress as his juices poured into her in palpitating bursts, jetting against the far reaches of her cunt with powerful force – baby-making force.
The heat of his juice mixed with her own to add to the joy of her climax. She could feel the hot, creamy liquid flood her vitals as her own orgasm wracked her body. Candy pounded her heels against his buttocks as the spasms of her come flowed through her nerve-ends like hot lava.
Slowly their hungrily trembling thighs relaxed and he rolled from her wet body, contented sighs escaping both of their lips.
"You do love the cock and the fucking, don't you?" he smiled down at her, still rubbing his rubbery, wet cockhead against her thigh.
"Yes," she said, "I love it more than ever now."
From somewhere in the darkness Gorn Plato appeared and, like her sister before her, gathered her into his arms. She felt like she was floating or dreaming as he carried her toward the stairs and her room.
There was a heat, a boiling warmth in her belly and in her pussy that she had never felt before after fucking. She thought she could also feel a swelling – almost like something was inside her ready to burst out.