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Chapter 630: Honry Old Hag 4
Emily laughed—cruel, triumphant—as she finished, her piss dripping from Jasmine’s chin, her hair, her tits. "There." She stepped back, her voice dripping with satisfaction. "Now you’re fucking clean." She leaned down, gripping Jasmine’s chin, forcing her to look up at her. "Good girl."
Jasmine stared up at her—shocked, furious, dripping—but beneath the anger, beneath the humiliation—
There was something else.
Something dark.
Something hungry.
"Y-You fucking cunt—" Jasmine panted, her voice raw, broken—but her eyes burned. "I hate you—"
Emily smirked. "No, you don’t." She reached down, gripping my cock—still hard, still throbbing—guiding it toward Jasmine’s lips. "You hate that you want it."
Jasmine’s breath hitched—but she didn’t pull away.
She opened her mouth.
And took me in.
Jasmine’s lips sealed around the head of my cock, her tongue pressing against the underside in a desperate attempt to ease the stretch—but it was useless.
My cock was too thick, too long, too fucking big for her throat to handle. The moment I shoved in, her eyes watered, her gag reflex kicking in instantly, her throat convulsing around the head as I pushed deeper.
"Nnngh—! Mmmph—! F-Fuck—!" Her words were muffled, desperate, her saliva dripping down her chin in thick, shiny streaks. But I didn’t stop. I grabbed the back of her head, my fingers tangling in her hair, and slammed her face onto my cock—hard.
"Take it, you filthy slut." My voice was a growl, rough and unforgiving. "All the way down."
Emily watched, grinning, her fingers trailing over her own pussy, already wet again from the show. "That’s it... choke on it." She leaned in, her lips brushing Jasmine’s ear. "You love this, don’t you? Love being used like a worthless cumdump."
Jasmine’s throat seized around my cock, her nails digging into my thighs, scratching deep red marks into my skin. She tapped my leg—once, twice—her way of begging for air—but I ignored it. The sounds she made—wet, gurgling, choking—fueled me, made my cock twitch violently inside her throat.
"Mmmmm—Good girl." Emily purred, her hand sliding down to cup Jasmine’s tit, squeezing hard through her soaked blouse. "Look at her... taking it all like the good little whore she is."
Jasmine’s eyes rolled back, her throat fluttering around my cock, her tongue working desperately to please me. The realization that she wasn’t fighting anymore—that she wanted this—made my balls tighten, the pressure building to a breaking point.
"Fuck—I’m gonna cum—" I growled, my hips snapping forward, forcing my cock deeper into her throat—
And then—
I lost it.
The first spurt hit her throat like a fucking tsunami.
"Nnngh—! Guh—! Mmmph—!" Jasmine’s eyes bulged, her throat working frantically to swallow—but it was too much, too fast. My cum poured into her, thick and hot, filling her throat before spilling out the corners of her lips, dripping down her chin in white, shiny rivulets.
"Aaaaaah—! Fuck—! Swallow it, slut!" Emily snarled, her fingers tightening in Jasmine’s hair, forcing her to take every last drop. "Every fucking drop or I’ll shove it back down your throat!"
But I wasn’t done.
SPURT.
Another wave hit her, harder this time, filling her mouth to overflowing. Jasmine gagged, choked, her nose dripping with saliva and cum, her tears mixing with the mess on her face. "Mmmph—! Nnngh—! I—I can’t—!" Her voice was muffled, broken, but her hands—fuck—her hands stopped pushing me away. Instead, they clutched at my thighs, holding on tight as she took it.
SPURT.
"Aaaaaah—! Fuck—! It’s—It’s too much—!" Her body shuddered, her thighs pressing together as her pussy clenched—empty, aching, desperate—
SSSSHHHHHHH.
A torrent of piss exploded from between her legs, soaking the floor, the sour, musky scent of it filling the room. Her body convulsed, her pussy squirting hard, mixing with her piss in a filthy, uncontrolled flood. "Nnngh—! I’m—I’m pissing—! Aaaaaah—!"Her face flushed deeper, her body shaking as her bladder emptied itself completely, pooling beneath her knees.
"That’s it... let it all out, slut." Emily laughed, low and cruel, her fingers still rubbing Jasmine’s clit, forcing her orgasm to drag on. "Cum for him. Show him how bad you need it."
SPURT.
Another wave of my cum hit her throat, filling her mouth again, spilling over her lips, dripping down her tits. Jasmine moaned—broken, shattered—as her pussy clenched again, another wave of piss spilling from her, mixing with my cum on the floor, the scent of us—filthy, obscene, perfect—filling the room.
Emily’s eyes bulged, her breath catching in her throat as she watched my cock pulse—again, and again, and again—filling Jasmine’s throat with thick, white ropes of cum that just kept coming. The sound of Jasmine choking, gagging, swallowing was obscene, wet, filthy—but it was the sight of my cock that held Emily captive.
"W-What the fuck—?!" Her voice cracked, her face paling as she stared at my cock—still hard as fucking steel, still throbbing, the veins bulging along the cock like living things, pulsing with every spurt of cum that poured into Jasmine’s mouth. "H-How much—?!" Her fingers twitched at her sides, her body tensing as she realized—this wasn’t normal. This wasn’t human.
"Aaaaaah—! Mmmph—! Nnngh—!" Jasmine gagged around my cock, her throat working frantically to swallow, but it was useless—my cum just kept coming, spilling out the corners of her lips, dripping down her chin in thick, white rivulets.
Her eyes watered, her nose dripping with saliva and cum, her tears mixing with the mess on her face—but she didn’t stop. She couldn’t. Her body shuddered as another wave of piss spurted from between her legs, soaking the floor, the sour scent of it mingling with the musky aroma of sex.
Emily’s gaze dropped to my cock—still rock-hard, still weeping precome, the head swollen and angry, veins throbbing beneath the skin like they were begging to burst.
"A-And it’s still so hard..." Her voice was a whisper, awed, terrified. "And hasn’t calmed at all..." She swallowed, her throat bobbing as she stared at the monster between my legs.
"L-Look at those veins..." She reached out—hesitant, trembling—her fingers hovering just above my cock, not daring to touch, but aching to feel the heat of it. "It’s—It’s like it’s alive—"
Jasmine pulled back with a gasping cough, her lips glistening with cum, her breath ragged. "Mmmmm—Fuck—" She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, her eyes gleaming as she followed Emily’s gaze. "Hmmm......" She panted, her chest heaving. "He’s not normal..." Her fingers traced the veins on my cock, light, teasing. "And he’s not done yet."
"Don’t tell me..." Jasmine’s eyes flickered up at Emily, dark and knowing. "You’re afraid..." A slow, cruel smirk spread across her face. "Afraid he’ll knock you up?"