Chapter 41: Celebrity cosplayer!

My cock erupts, and I reach for Tracer's hair, tugging it back hard as I cum, and I haven't had such a huge load in quite some time. And I think I cum more and more each time I fuck someone or related to that.

My cock blasts at Tracer's pretty face and still has plenty left to land down onto Samus's breasts, leaving them covered in my sticky, gooey cum as I tug Tracer back and stare at her cum-smeared mouth, delighted by the sight of it.

"Juliet, rub your face in my cum," I ordered her. Tracer pulls back, and Juliet drops happily to her knees, burying her face into Samus's chest just to rub herself all over it in an indulgent, cum obsessed how of depravity that keeps me throbbing. Just as I have ordered her.

"You're getting worse, and it's honestly the hottest fucking thing," Christine moans, watching as I ensure all three women are made totally into cummy messes.

"Fuck, and it's only the afternoon. How much worse can you get today?" Christine shouted in pleasure.