Notes

I'zi continued to ride out the least satisfying orgasm of her life as her seed failed to escape the confines of her cock, continuing to be milked by the cock which raked against her insides. Even after the climax had subsided, she still felt rock and that she needed to cum, but all of the sensations along cock felt dulled as if she just had. Her insides felt hot, almost as if she could feel the seed sloshing about inside her now as her lips were freed and the other's cock was pulled from her drooling cunt.

drooling cunt. She heard the words, which were all that more difficult to hear. She just whimpered, panting and catching her breath with a shudder at the mention of the word "pregnant". Her cheeks reddened, utterly mortified and humiliated now that Pres was all too certain she'd knocked her up, and I'zi knew it herself that Pres would eventually be validated. "F-fuck...bitch. It's no fair."

She whined out and growled, pathetically whimpering from the sensations which persisted from all the clamps against her form. "Y-you fuck lucky bitch, I- I mated you repeatedly, way more...even though- you never..." She shook her head and hissed a bit, continuing with a gasp. "And the first fucking time- you fucking...and I don't- it doens't, I miss my..." She was nearly talking nonsense, though Pres might have been able to pick up on the meaning.