Chapter 1859 Sloppy Science Dip Switch:>Ep7

• The groan was all the warning Violet would get for his orgasm. As if to punctuate his explanation, he fired off rope after rope of useless, sticky spunk inside of her. Tangible proof that he really was that helplessly in lust with his own reflection glazed her insides, while twin rivers of white rolled down his breasts and pooled on the floor.
• "Some maid you are," she said, continuing to ride him and his seemingly insatiable prick all the way through and past his climax, "You'll be cleaning up your mess for hours after this."
• "Je suis désolé!" he cried, though the way he said it, the last word rhymed with 'goalie'.