Good to the Last Drop update

“Not on a first date,” Peter quipped, positioning himself behind her. “I may be superstrong, but I’m also a super-gentleman.”

“Just make sure your cock rubs against my clit while you’re fucking me, Your Lordship,” Elisa told him. “That’s what I love about this position.”

Peter wrapped his hands around her waist, a sure grip so that no matter how hard he thrust into her, Elisa’s body wouldn’t be going anywhere. “Really? I thought for sure your favorite thing about it would be how easy it is for a guy to slap that fat ass of yours.”

Enough talk, Felicia screamed silently. Fuck that bitch with all of that big cock! Make her scream! Fuck, Spider, just because I'm the best lay you'll ever have doesn't mean you should pass up this horny cunt!

Somehow the thought managed to strike Felicia, light her up with a fiery climax. She groaned, but kept herself from screaming. It was a constant challenge—every stroke her fingers made against her wet, trembling clit made her pleasure boil hotter and hotter—but she held in her reaction and that made it all the more intense. Her knees buckled. She grabbed hold of a nearby drainage pipe to keep from falling over.

When the ecstasy had faded and she opened her eyes, she saw Peter’s cock disappearing into Elisa’s tight pussy. He fucked her like he had Felicia, calling the memories back into the Black Cat’s head—the feeling of his hands pulling her hips towards him as he thrust into her, filling her completely with his prick.

“That’s it, you son of a bitch!” Elisa cried, tossing her head back and forth as she was fucked. Her long dark hair flew across her back as if with the force of Peter’s strokes. “Now spank me! Smack my ass with your hand! I’ll come, baby, you know that’ll make me come!”

Grinning, Peter gave her what she wanted, his hand hitting her bare ass with a loud clap. Elisa groaned in pleasure and Peter spanked her again, and again, harder and harder. Within seconds, Elisa’s buttocks were a flaming red, but Peter wasn’t stopping. He was enjoying Elisa’s punishment as much as Elisa was. As much as Felicia was.

“Spank me! Spank me!” Elisa cried, her body writhing without thought, roiling between his nonstop slaps and how his cock kept burying itself inside her. “Do it harder! I love the way it burns!”

Peter actually laughed out loud as he gave Elisa another savage slap, her creamy ass reverberating with the blow, while the rest of her quivered from the impacts of his thick cock thrusting inside her. The backalley resonated with both sounds of their flesh slapping together, along with Elisa’s moans of pleasure and Felicia’s harsh breathing as she watched.

The Black Cat’s cunt was nice and hot now, burning bright despite the orgasm she’d just had. The satisfaction of that climax was gone and Felicia wasn’t sorry to see it go—she liked being a lustful mess of voyeuristic need again, her cunt tender and aching with desire, her body flaring with readiness for another orgasm. The sight of Peter spanking the cop… and Elisa begging for more like a bitch in heat… excited her as much as sex with Peter himself. Felicia wanted to come with them, to feel that wonderful rush of electricity scream through her body and know it was running through theirs as well.

She stroked her clit gently—it was pregnant with sensation, filled with all the lust from before her last orgasm and the new passion that came from watching Elisa be spanked—it was even a little sore, but Felicia kept at it, relishing pain like that of the spanking Elisa was getting, coaxing from inside herself a climax she knew she would share with Elisa.

The cop trembled, overwhelmed herself by being spanked as Peter worked his cock into her juicy pussy. Her muscles were taut with anticipation of her orgasm, while her hard nipples stuck out, as desperate for stimulation as the rest of her body.

Neither of them have long to wait, Felicia thought, her own fingers blurring between her legs. Her eyes caught on Peter’s tight ass and that magnificent cock of his as it was fed into Elisa’s hot little pussy. When Felicia was being fucked by Peter, she was obviously too enrapt by the process to see how beautifully her cunt was taking his thrusts, but now she could perceive the sight that went with the sensation, how wonderfully Peter fucked a girl. And Elisa wasn’t hard to look at either. Felicia loved it when they looked like a good girl, but took cock like she did. Like a whore.

“I’m almost there!” Peter groaned, his costume darkening with the sweat he was shedding. He quit spanking Elisa’s ass, leaving it a blazing red as if in contrast to the dimmed colors of his suit, and grabbed hold of her hips. With both hands locked on her waist, Elisa took all of his hearty thrust, every inch of it. “I’m gonna come, Elisa! I’m not holding anything back!”

“Yes! Yes!” Elisa keened, her breasts trembling under her, her whole body blurring at the edges with the low-level vibration of Peter’s never-ending strokes inside her. “I want to feel you come inside me! I want to know how much cum you can stuff me with!”

Stretching one arm down to steady herself, Elisa reached between her legs and gave Peter’s balls a hard squeeze. He went wild. Picking Elisa up in both hands, he fucked her with a renewed passion, pumping her back and forth on his cock as much as he was thrusting it inside her. Seeing it, Felicia gaped. She wondered where his prick even was inside Elisa when it was going so deep.

“HH! Some gentlemen—NNH—you are! AAAUUNH!” Elisa panted breathlessly. Her body quivered, her heart raced, all of her centered around her pussy as it prepared to explode. Every thrust of Peter’s cock pushed her deeper into her ecstasy. She didn’t want it to ever stop. She knew she couldn’t take much more, but she’d rather die than have it stop.

“Nnn! And you’re—GGNH—not much of a lady!” Peter exclaimed loudly, vigorously pumping himself into Elisa’s sex. He knew he couldn’t hold back much longer, but he didn’t care. He raced toward filling her tight pussy with his cum, knowing the convulsions he felt around his prick were her orgasm starting up. “Fuck, I’m close, so goddamn close! Feels so good fucking this tight little cunt!”

“Yes, fuck her, fuck her just like that,” Felicia murmured, concentrating as hard on their fuck as Peter was on pleasuring Elisa, as Elisa was on taking his cock.

“It’s yours—my tight pussy belongs to you—you can fuck it however you want!” Elisa gasped, absolutely overwhelmed, limp as a ragdoll while Peter fucked her hard and deep. He was both pumping her back and forth on his dick and thrusting himself into her, shaking her body so hard it was clear that not one inch of her was going without being fucked. “OH! OH GOD! I’M COMMIINNGGGG!”

The vehemence of her scream pulled Felicia’s attention away from herself, as her eyes glazed over with her own impending climax, but it couldn’t deny her growing pleasure. It simply added to it. The cat burglar watched, enthralled, as Elisa’s face contorted wildly, the cop grabbing her own hair madly and pulling it as Peter finally used her up.

“GGGGHHHHH!” she groaned as Peter forced her down the length of his erection for the last time.