I could hear the pop as I deflowered her and I slowly put it in. She probably was happy because a bigger organ would have caused more pain. Slowly, I ...gained speed and just as she was getting into the mood too, I leaked out. Leaked out is the correct word because unlike other studs who would shoot it in the air, my weak penis, would probably seep enough watery liquid to only fill an ink filler. Immediately, my penis shrivelled down to its normal 3 inches and I could not continue and pulled it. It blasted across the room, thick white ropes of cum, flying through the air for a good six feet. He jerked, his body contorting, and a long, loud groan escaped his lips, as his jizz landed on the wall, the carpet, and the last of it rolled down my knuckles.I pulled away, and he collapsed to his hands and knees. As he gasped, I collected my clothing, wiping the semen off on my panties. I clipped my skirt back on, and did up my shirt.By the time I was done, he was standing up. “I’ve never. " Yes, Sir. They met in college when Chantelle went back to get a business degree." Okay, things make a bit more sense now. Do you have any problem with Sylvia coming to the party?" No, I guess not, as long as she's respectful. I think I'll just ignore her." What about Chantelle?" She hasn't mentioned it to me, Sir. But I imagine Chantelle would be looking forward to having Sylvia 'on her turf', if you know what I mean, Sir."I nodded slowly. "Sorry for all the questions, Josephine." It's okay,. He whimpers as the ichor burns his lips. As she coos sweet nothings to him he feels his mouth fill with her blood. “Drink my son!” She commands as she rubs over his throat causing him to gag. His gagging causes him to swallow the first bit. He whimpers once more then begins to suck with abandon. The bitter sweet blood flooding into his mouth as it brings life back to him in a form. He feels her fucking him once more as if it were something he would need his cock dead as he is now. He growls.