He felt indescribably good as she slipped him in.
"Since I won't be able to tell you later: you were great in there."
Her vagina clamped down on his body and pulled him into the tightest embrace he'd ever known. In return, he began struggling to break free of the soft, pink death grip her pussy had on him. Oh fuck, he felt good. Those kicks weren't doing anything but hitting all the right places. She held her labia open for just a few more moments.
"Bye, Jake."
When her lips shut in his face, his world went dark. Katelyn liked to imagine that they stopped considering anything their world except for her vagina.
"Oh."
Now that he was trapped in a cocoon of squeezing muscle and rising fluids, his air was quickly running out. One of these days, she was going to figure out if her men were drowning or simply suffocating inside her.
"OH."
That thought alone turned her on, but right now Jake was in the throes of oxygen deprivation and he was flailing about with literally all his strength. It wasn't much, but it was more than enough to feel delicious.
"OHH."
She could feel her juices leaking out. Maybe this time, at least, the panicked fighting was because he'd swallowed too much of her.
"OHHH."
Oh, yeah.
"AHHHHHHHHH!"
She clenched hard enough to bring his struggles to a stop. Had she hugged the life out him, or was he just immobile under the pressure of her pussy's complete attention?
"OH FUCK! GOD! OH. OHHHHH!"
She could feel his body getting pushed out of her as she came. The pulses of her cunt rhythmically moved him back and forth, but eventually he flopped limply out of her and onto the bed.
"Ahhh."
She picked up his body. It wasn't moving at all.
"Thanks, baby. Like I said, you were great."
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