Tiffany's six cocks filled Charisma's six cunts and, although the sorceress was on top and, therefore, able to move faster and with more force and agility than the supine shemale, Tiffany, nevertheless, felt overwhelmed by the welter of sensations that had, as it were, laid siege to her consciousness, dividing her, as it seemed, into six selves, each of which was assaulted by the sea of emotions, physical sensations, and lust that were associated with the act of intercourse with which it was involved. More than anything, Tiffany wanted--needed--the release of orgasm.
Such release had been denied to her for the past quarter of an hour while Tiffany moaned and groaned, squirming and writhing under Charisma's continuous, six-pronged assault upon her body and mind. There most definitely was a bit of the sadist in the sorceress, Tiffany decided--and maybe more than a bit; maybe a whole lot more.
Finally, Tiffany felt the gathering wave of orgasm crest within her, and her six throbbing cocks ejaculated at once, each trembling, lurching member spewing its thick, warm fluid into Charisma's cunts. The forehead-prick discharged its spunk into Charisma's brow-pussy; her oral cock shot its semen into the vagina that had replaced the sorceress' mouth; the cock below the second tier of Tiffany's triple breasts erupted its thick seed into the pussy that occupied the same position within Charisma's abdomen; Tiffany's natural penis pumped its semen into her hostess' own, natural snatch; and the pricks that jutted from the shemale's kneecaps sprayed their sperm into the cunts within Charisma's patellae. Tiffany's asshole fluttered while her knees trembled and her buttocks clenched and unclenched, rolling beneath Charisma's own bucking hips. Floods from the six pussies drenched both Tiffany and the mattress upon the huge bed upon which they sweated and rolled, writhing and quaking.
Charisma's lips came down hard upon Tiffany's own, and the sorceress' tongue flicked inside the warm, wet cavern of the shemale's mouth.
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