[: Daniel POV :]
Beatrice was in heaven and her orgasm was so powerful that it seemed like she had forgotten everything else.
Her expression was distorted and her makeup was blended with fluids of her tears of sluttiness.
Her pussy was gushing and her juices were running down her thighs and pooling underneath her.
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" She moaned as she begged for more pleasure.
"That's it, young master! Give me more!" She cried.
As time passed by, her body shivered, signalling what was to come, and true enough, she called out to me.
"Young Master, I can't hold on any longer!"
She exclaimed and at the same time, I could feel the walls of her pussy clenching around my dick, refusing to let it go.
"Then what do you want?"
I questioned with a smirk as I continued to pound her insides without letting her recover.