Coal continued to rub himself harshly against my now overly sensitive c**t. I whimpered, but he didn't let up.
And then I felt his entire body tense. Another hard thrust forward, and he growled, shooting hot liquid on my belly and breasts.
He rocked forward a few more times. When he had released everything he had to give, he swore loudly, "f**k!" and rolled off of me, laying on his back on the ground, his chest still heaving from exertion.
Looking around, I reached for his discarded shirt. He said he was going to get rid of it, so I used it to wipe my belly and breasts clean.
When I finished, I stared at Coal. His eyes remained closed, his hand still clasped around his c**k that continued to release a little, as his breathing returned to normal.
There was no doubt I was in trouble. As
