I’m on my back with my legs over your shoulders. You pound my G-spot relentlessly. “Make me squirt baby, flood the bed,” I beg. The pressure builds fast until I explode, gushing hot clear squirt all over your cock and stomach. The wet sound is loud and nasty. I’m such a pathetic squirting slut for you, I think proudly. You don’t stop. You keep slamming into my spasming cunt even harder, making me squirt again and again until the sheets are soaked. My body shakes uncontrollably.
