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The second my knot goes down, I pull out of my girl, and she fucking whimpers at the loss.

Fuck… that sound.

My cum runs out of her, all over the sheets, and I watch it with my cock already growing hard again. I could stay hard just looking at her like this. Spread out, glistening, wrecked, and mine.

“Up,” I order.

“I can’t feel my legs,” she protests.

“You don’t need your legs.” I sit on the edge of the bed, grab her by the waist, and pull her across my lap, face down. Her soft belly lands on my thighs, full tits hanging, her fucking perfect ass right in front of me. “You just need to stay still.”

“Nik…” She twists to look back at me, eyes huge. “What are you doing?”

“You know what a carton of eggs holds, Red?”

She stares at me. Then, her body goes tight because she got where this is going.

“Twelve,” I rasp. “You girls threw every single one at that piece of shit’s stuff.”

“That was Jessie!”

“And you participated.” I run my palm over her juicy ass, slow, letting her feel how big my hand is. “Twelve. You count every one out loud. You lose count, we start over.”

“You’re insane.”

I chuckle darkly. “We already covered that.”

I bring my hand down on her right cheek, hard.

The crack echoes through the room. She yelps and jerks forward, but my shadows wrap around her wrists and ankles, holding her right where I want her.

“Count.”

“One!” she gasps. “One, you fucking…”

I spank the left side before she can finish.

“Two!”

I smack the underside of her ass, right where it meets her thighs.

“Three…oh my God…”

By six, she’s squirming. By eight, she’s crying, tears dripping down. But I can smell her, and she’s pouring slick so hard it’s running down the insides of her thighs and soaking my leg.

“Look at that.” I slide two fingers through her. She’s swollen and so wet my fingers come away shining. “You’re crying, and your pussy’s begging for more. Which one of you should I listen to, Red?”

“I hate you,” she sobs.

“No, you don’t.” I spank her again, right over the slick, and she screams. “Count.”

“NINE!”

The last three, I make slow. I rub her stinging skin between each one, and I wait until she relaxes, until she thinks maybe I’m done. Then, I bring my hand down again.

“Ten…eleven…” Her voice breaks. “Twelve. Twelve, Nik, that’s twelve…”

“Perfect.”