There was a flood suddenly bubbling from deep inside my belly.

So much cream that thought I might drown in it.

Triggering one more stunning orgasm for me.

One that shook my entire body!

Then suddenly Donner was gone.

He had simply let me go. Making a gift of my body to gravity.

I couldn't get my feet underneath me in time and was dragged by my own weight to the floor.

Laying there as if I were no more than a crushed rag doll.

Saliva and cunt juice running down my chin.

Cum drooling out from my spread legs.

Donner was making himself comfortable in a large chair.

"Over here slut!"

Somehow I made it to my shaking knees and found the strength to crawl to his side. He reached down to unlock the handcuffs.

"First of all, take care of that mess you're making," he ordered, pointing at the way his white cream was still oozing out of me.

I must have looked twice as confused as I felt.

SMACK!

Donner slapped me in the face, then yelled at me.

"Mop up that mess, or stop it from running!"

I still took too long to do anything as I tried to think through the fog in my brain.

"Take out your gag and use it to dam up your cunt!"

The lace was sopping as I fished it out from between my lips. Far too wet to ever be able to soak up any more liquid.

"Stuff it up you goddamn twat!"

I must have looked a sight as I did just that.

Holding my sore pussy open with one set of fingers, while forcing the wet lace up between my bald pussy lips.

Bottling his cum up in my cunt.

"Now clean my cock off!"

His rod was still semi-hard, and I surprised myself with how quickly I leaned forward to suck on it.

Thanks to Donner having gagged me with my own panties, the taste of my cunt juices didn't come as much of a shock.