Diana leaned in, gave me a quick, deep kiss, and whispered right against my lips, "Don't be too gentle with those two little spies hiding in here. I want them ruined by morning."
With that, she turned and quietly slipped out of the room, her ass still leaking my cum as she walked. The door clicked shut behind her, leaving the room suddenly quieter.
I stood there, my thick cock still twitching and semi-hard, glistening with a mixture of juices. The air was thick with the heavy scent of sex — sweat, squirt, cum, and pussy. My eyes slowly scanned the room, taking in the filthy aftermath.
Lila lay completely unconscious on the bed, her body limp and marked with dozens of bright red handprints across her ass and thighs. Her legs were still shamelessly spread open, and a thick, creamy river of my cum continued to leak slowly from her swollen, well-fucked pussy onto the ruined sheets. Her belly remained slightly bloated from the enormous creampie I had pumped straight into her womb.
