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Click hereCarla was rubbing wildly on her clit as the cum oozed out of her contracting pussy. One eyelash was coated with the thick, sticky stuff from the spent reverend, so that she could not open her eye.
With Guy's dick still in her pussy, she felt her own climax exploding. She dug her nails into the reverend's arm and pushed her body back tighter onto Guy's fading still-oozing dick and gyrated her pussy on it hard.
Reverend Ben Statler fell back on the door, eyes closed, still struggling to breathe. Guy fell on Carla's back with his cock still in her pussy. Carla was still on her knees, but she had lowered her ass. They were all lost in their own world, each contemplating what just happened and how they were going to deal with it.
Guy's prick slipped out of Carla's juicy cunt and drained the last drop of his essence on the seat.
On so many levels I don't know where to start. Can I vote zero?
Applying the oldest cliché in the book to a different body part makes it no less of a cliché.
One star for appallingly bad, and completely non-erotic, writing.