As the night wore on, the room remained thick with the scent of their sexual activity. Every ti Mike ca, he’d dump it deep inside her, filling her up until she overflowed, the warm cum pooling on the mattress beneath her trembling body.
She was completely, utterly his toy, his slut, and his cum bucket. And as the clock ticked past 01:15 AM, she still couldn’t get enough.
She was fucking addicted to him, to the way he destroyed her, to the way he filled her with his hot, thick seed over and over again until she was nothing but a dripping, broken ss of a woman.
The bedroom was a fucking warzone, the sheets completely ruined with a massive, sticky landscape of dried and wet cum, blood, and sweat. Ellie lay there completely sprawled out like a fucking doll, as if soone had broken her legs; she was splayed wide with her knees bent, her pussy wide open and pulsing as if it were fucking possessed.
From her center, a thick, viscous fountain of Mike’s cum started gushing out in heavy ropes, overflowing her swollen lips and pooling on the mattress in a fucking lake. Glug. Glug. Glug. It was relentless, a testant to how much he’d absolutely demolished her inside.
Mike stood over her, his massive, dark fra casting a shadow that completely engulfed her trembling body. "Hahhhh... I love fucking a virgin, especially if that virgin is taken."
He looked down at her with pure, primal amusent, watching how her completely wrecked face stared blankly at the ceiling, her eyes glazed over, her tongue hanging out of her lopsided mouth like so fucking addict. She looked utterly stupid, utterly broken, and absolutely fucking beautiful in her ruin.
"Look at you, Ellie," Mike bood, his voice vibrating through her exhausted body.
He reached down and ran a thick finger through the puddle of cum between her thighs, bringing it up to sar across her reddened, swollen lips. "You’re fucking leaking like a goddamn fountain!"
"You really fucking took it all, didn’t you?"
Ellie could barely even nod; her brain turned to fucking mush from hours of continuous, violent fucking. "Mmmph... yes..." she croaked, her voice almost gone.
Mike let out a dark, rumbling laugh and reached for his phone on the nightstand. "Hahaha!"
"You know what?" he said, tapping away at the screen with a grin. "When the sun cos up tomorrow morning, you’re gonna go get yourself a birth control pill."
"I’m not trying to make a fucking kid with you yet, slut," Mike said, pointing at her. "You need to learn to handle what I’m giving you!"
’Oh god... oh fuck... he’s right...’
’He’s so fucking right... I’m gonna have his baby from this encounter if I don’t consu any birth control pill...’
’He’s been fucking so hard, and the chance of getting pregnant is high...!’
’I need to get that fucking pill... so that I’m able to take him forever...!’ Ellie’s mind was still fucking fried, but the thought of having his baby sent a violent, primal jolt through her already wrecked system.
Mike finished typing, tossed his phone aside, and stepped over her limp body. He grabbed both of her ankles, dragging her back toward the center of the mattress with a rough SHOVE.
"But for now..." he growled, his huge hands gripping her thighs and spreading her open even wider, exposing her dripping, swollen cunt to the light. "I’m gonna give you one fucking last round."
"One last ti so you rember exactly who owns you."
He positioned himself, his massive, still rock-hard cock pressing right against her soaked entrance. Ellie’s body reacted instinctively, her pussy twitching and milking at the air in desperate anticipation.
"That’s it, open up for ," Mike commanded, his dark eyes burning with possessive lust. "Show how much you fucking want it!"
"Show how much you need your real man to fill you up again."
"P-please..." Ellie whimpered, her broken voice filled with pure, desperate need.
She tried to arch her hips up, her body acting on its own now, her cunt pulsing in ti with the throbbing of his dick. "Fuck ! Fuck so hard until I die!"
"I want it! I need it!"
"You and your words... you need to calm down with that." Mike laughed.
Mike let out a guttural laugh and slamd into her with everything he had left, burying himself deep one last ti. "That’s my fucking girl!"
"Now take it like the dirty bitch you are!"
The room filled with the wet PLAP of his hips hitting her already bruised ass, the sound of her broken moans, and the sight of her helpless, fucked-out face staring up at him in pure, unadulterated worship. He was fucking her harder than he ever had before, driving her into the mattress until the bedfra groaned under their combined weight.
Ellie’s mind had completely shut off, leaving only pure, raw sensation as Mike ruthlessly claid her one last ti before the sun could even think about rising. Mike grabbed his phone from the nightstand with a wicked grin, his dark eyes gleaming with devilish intent.
"Alright, slut! Since you’re so fucking obsessed with the mirror, let’s give you a front-row seat to your own ruin." He thrust the phone into Ellie’s trembling hands. "Hold this."
"Record every goddamn second of what I’m about to do to you because it’s going to be a good first-ti mory for us!"
Ellie’s shaky fingers gripped the device, her vision still blurry from her last orgasm. Mike didn’t even give her ti to process what was happening before he reached down, his massive hands wrapping around her waist and hoisting her up like she weighed absolutely nothing.
He slamd her back against the mirror again, but this ti he didn’t let her feet touch the floor. He hooked his thick arms under her thighs, lifting her legs up and wrapping them tight around his massive waist, pinning her against the glass.
"There we go! Now you can’t miss a single fuckin’ thing," Mike growled, his face inches from hers as he positioned his rock-hard cock at her dripping, swollen entrance.
He reached forward, adjusting the phone’s angle so the cara captured them perfectly: Ellie’s utterly wrecked face, her bloodied cunt, and Mike’s dark, powerful body fucking her rcilessly.
PLAP!
He hamred into her, the impact sending a shockwave across her entire body that made the phone shake in her hands. "Now tell the cara, bitch. Tell it who you belong to."
"Mmmph... I... I belong to Mike," Ellie moaned, her head lolling back against the mirror as her eyes rolled up.
Her tongue lolled out of her mouth, dripping saliva as she stared at her own reflection in the phone’s screen. ’Oh fuck... I’m being fucking recorded like a goddamn porn star, and I fucking love it...’
’I love that everyone will see like this, completely broken for him... ugh... stop having these weird kinks... I only want to show all of this to him only, and I do hope... he didn’t share it with anyone.’
"Say it louder! And tell what you think about that pathetic fucker Stanley!" Mike demanded, his thrusts getting faster and more brutal, his massive balls slapping against her soaked cunt with a wet, rhythmic PLAP SQUELCH PLAP.
"S-Stanley is... ahhhnnn~! Stanley is a fucking nothing...!" Ellie scread, her voice breaking as Mike’s cock slamd against her cervix. "He’s so fucking weak!"
"He doesn’t know how to fuck like this, and he will stay a virgin till he dies!"
"He’s just a goddamn boy! Mike’s a real man! Mike’s gonna fuck until I can’t walk for a week!"
"Oh yeah, you’re fucking losing yourself if you start calling ’Mikey’ and not ’Mikey,’ hahaha~!"
Mike let out a booming, triumphant laugh, his free hand grabbing her hair and yanking her head back so she had to look at her own reflection while she spoke. "Proud of you, Ellie!"
"Tell it! Tell the fucking world who owns you!"
"M... Mikeyyy... owns eee...!" Ellie shrieked, her body convulsing as another orgasm ripped through her involuntarily.
Her cunt pulsed around him like a fucking drowning animal, soaking his cock in a fresh flood of her juices. "He’s gonna fuck till I break...!"
"He’s gonna leave so fucking full of his cum... and I’ll be dripping for days!"
"Stanley’s gonna fucking loathe seeing like this! He’s gonna see how much better Mike is and that this affair will last forever...!"
’Oh god, fuck yes... let him see; let him know he’s nothing compared to this man...’
’I’ll make sure he never fucks like this... he’s never going to have a chance with at this kind of thing... even kisses too... I’ll limit him...’
Mike didn’t even wait for her to finish. He gripped her thighs harder, his fingers digging into her tender skin, and he drove into her with everything he had.
"That’s right, bitch! Record it all! I want you to rember every fucking second of how much better I am."
The room was filled with raw, animalistic sounds: the wet PLAP of skin on skin, the rhythmic SQUISH of his cock sliding in and out of her ruined cunt, and Ellie’s absolutely shattered moans. The phone captured it all: her swollen, red lips, her dilated, blown out pupils, the way her body arched in pure, unadulterated pleasure as Mike fucking decimated her.
"Oh god! Oh fuck! Mike! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Ellie’s voice beca a continuous stream of begging as Mike’s pace reached a fucking war zone.
His sweat dripped onto her chest, mixing with her tears and cum as he hamred into her. "My pussy..."
"...ugh! I can’t cum any more...!"
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