With her face planted firmly in her own juices, commingled on the bedsheets, Dax's moans and screams were muffled, but still clearly audible. Even as long gone as she was, something as lewd as spitting into her butthole and slamming down into it made her entire body tingle, from toes to the tips of her ears. From what he had seen, it was clear she was one kinky bitch. The weirder, the better. The dirtier, the better. How far he could push her was something he would find out in time, but as she had never hit her limit...<br/><br/>There was a lot to learn.<br/><br/>It was clear she was fading rapidly, but she was not going to let herself go until she felt the tell-tale sign of his seed pumping deep into her ass. She needed that fullness. She needed that completeness. In her womb, his seed still sloshed about, filling her to the brink. It needed a twin.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>