Marcia relaxed, her hand still draped over Chelsea's head, but at least her legs released Chelsea's head, allowing her to breathe again. “Oh god, that was awesome," Marcia said as she stroked Chelsea's head.
Chelsea didn't move, however, focusing on the c**k that assaulted her p***y, driving in and out of her until her own body started to shake with her climax. “Darren!" She shoved her p***y back to meet each of his thrusts until she felt his c**k twitch. He gripped her even tighter if that was possible and pinned her against him as his balls emptied themselves into her already dripping cunt. She screamed, her body shuddering, her back arching, as her orgasm ripped out of her. This time, she clawed Marcia's thighs as she lost control of her body.
Hot splashes of Darren's c*m filled her,
