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🕑 Added 2021-11-08 20:00:00 +0000 UTCElisa couldn’t take anymore. Her twitching clitoris shot blasts of frantic, needy energy deep inside her until she exploded, set off by pure lust. Her hot juices lubricated Peter’s thrusting prick, frothing about it like the foam from a freshly opened bottle of champagne. Her hips pumped erratically, moving with the lashing pleasure inside her, but Peter’s throbbing, beating cock kept slapping into her. She moaned, grunted, gasped for air. She needed air!
Her breasts heaved, his hot mouth devouring them, his lips torridly hot while they touched her cleavage all over. Elisa thrashed about in heated, spastic enjoyment, raging with how good it felt to have Peter rutting her dripping cunt.
“OH FUCK, I’M COMING! I’M COMING FOR THAT BIG COCK!”
She grabbed Peter’s bunched-cable arms in ravished enjoyment, then pushed him away in torment. She wanted him close, but when he was, she felt like she was going to be burned alive by the inferno he heated inside her. Her pussy creamed with a lavish flood of her delight. His cock squished and sucked as it went into her hole and came back out. The sounds deafened her already ringing ears. Her pounding heartbeat further crowded out her dazed head and its turgid thoughts. She felt like she was floating in the sensations he gave her, drowning in them. With her only support the webbing underneath her, she was suspended in all-consuming sexual feeling.
Elisa scented her own liquid ecstasy as it trickled out of her sopping hole, coming out around his throbbing prick while he rammed into her, slammed himself into her, never giving her any less than all of him. She could take nothing more! There wasn’t anything else for her to gush; her spasming inner muscles had gone numb. She couldn’t move a muscle, buried under the satiation of her raging, shooting climax.
Peter kept ramming his thick cock into her, feeling her matted pubic hair brush against his own loins. His stroking prick roved across her beaten clit with each push into her sex; he stimulated it as he crammed her full of his thickly veined endowment. Then his shaft electrified, conducting the current of his electric sperm, and it shocked its way into her drenched pussy.
Peter’s body jerked and clenched, suffused with orgasmic satisfaction. He jammed his spurting prick into Elisa in a final grinding thrust to the depths of her womanhood, where he fed his thick, creamy seed into the furnace inside of her. His clever hands felt all over her sweat-slick body, not so much groping her as sharing in his release as he moaned and panted.
The feel of flowing cum inside her slit thrilled Elisa endlessly. She felt the heady spray coat her tender inner walls, warmth spreading through them, taking advantage of the sensitivity that Peter’s friction had left behind. Elisa sighed, falling into an exhausted fugue of contentment and heavenly satisfaction. But her sexual muscles kept convulsing, weakly squeezing Peter’s flagging erection, trying for every last drop of his deliciously warm seed.
“Okay… I can’t possible take… anymore… no way there’s room… but you’ve got to look me up again… anytime… anywhere… just whip that cock out again… heh… and I’m your girl…” Elisa panted, fighting back unconsciousness to tell Peter he’d whetted her appetite as much as he’d satisfied her urges.
“You sure about that? No pressure. I have enough trouble keeping up with the Black Cat. Maybe having a fuckbuddy is just too much.”
“Make it work. You’ve got such a nice fucking cock… that ho doesn’t deserve it. I do. Think of it as showing some support for the department after all we do to back you up.” she moaned.
Peter shook his head in amazement. “Never thought I’d have a cop want to bring me in on those charges.”
“Maybe I could also pass along a few tips about the bad guys… so long as you’re keeping up your end of the bargain… and you could tell me about any shenanigans you’ve noticed… we could be like that guy with the mustache and the one who dresses like a bat… only I bet we’re having a lot more fun… God, you’re a good fuck…”
Peter’s limp prick slipped out of Elisa’s drenched hole. She sighed, saddened that their two-person orgy had come to an end, even if there was more on the horizon. Even with the mask, she could tell Spider-Man liked her idea. He wasn’t all the way limp, after all… even now…
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Shendude
Such a weird pairing, but you can't argue with the results!
