Moaning deeply, MJ wanted to tell him that yes, she was his, and he was hers, and she wanted him to give her everything he had until she risked actually exploding. But words were beyond her now as she gave herself over to the pleasure, her inner walls clenching and twitching as she felt orgasm after orgasm rolling over her and threatening to drown her. She couldn't breathe, couldn't think, and she didn't want to. She just wanted to be rammed by Gar's cock until she felt too heavy to move with the added weight of all his cum.

When she realized he was getting bigger, all she could do was brace herself, fingers clenching at her ruined mattress as her mouth hung open and eyes widened in an expression of absolutely mindless bliss. She needed this, needed to be fucked and bred and made his, and when she finally felt more of his hot seed gushing into her and stretching her usually slim body beyond its limits, a harsh yell was ripped from her throat as she squeezed around him as hard as she could. That knot made it so nothing was going to escape her, but she absolutely did not want to risk it.

Her belly did indeed weigh her down, and lying against it now made an enjoyable pressure course through her as her body struggled to keep it all in. She could swear she tasted him in the back of her throat, and that was the only thing that made her stop panting like an animal, closing her mouth and swallowing on the off-chance a single drop of him tried to escape.