Ronali had heard the rumors—whispered advice from her girlfriends—that once a guy blows his load, he's done for.
Cock turns into a limp noodle, game over, and he rolls over like a worn-out puppy.
So, naturally, when Kaisen shot off his first round, she thought, "Alright, that's it, mission accomplished!"
But nope. Not for this guy. His cock didn't deflate like a party balloon.
If anything, it looked like it had leveled up—like some damn RPG boss that just wouldn't quit. She was convinced being a hero had to come with some bonus stats in stamina, because this was ridiculous.
She felt his cock twitching in her mouth, and before she could even brace herself, it was like the cum floodgates opened.
Warm, thick spurts hit her tongue like a firehose, and her cheeks puffed out, trying to keep up with the sheer volume.
"Holy shit."
