Chapter 40 Is it comfortable? You're squirting

Seeing that he had made her squirt, George's excitement was off the charts. He had no plans of stopping and kept pounding away.
"No, ah, I'm done, I'm done... don't fuck... ah!" she moaned.
"Squirt more!" he demanded.
"No... ah!" Ellie cried as she squirted again and again.
Only when she was completely drained did George press her body tight against his cock, holding her trembling form.
"Feel good?" he panted heavily, kissing her ear and temple. "You squirted a lot..."
Ellie couldn't even talk. She was gasping for air like a fish out of water, her whole body numb, not just her pussy. She didn't even notice the drool dripping from her lips, her head was spinning...
George held her even tighter, using almost all his strength to press her into his body. After a while, he finally fought off the urge to keep going and slowly let her go.
He knew if he didn't let her rest, she might pass out...
He held her shoulders and pushed her still-twitching body away, wiping the drool from her lips with his hand.
"Heh... You okay?" he chuckled hoarsely, even though he was panting hard, he didn't feel tired at all.
Ellie half-closed her eyes and paused for a bit before suddenly sobbing, "I can't... I can't do it anymore..."
George was caught off guard, "What's wrong? Didn't it feel good?"
"Numb...my body is numb... I can't move... " Even her fingers were numb... she felt like she was gonna die...
George quickly moved his big hand from her shoulder to her back, letting her lean against him.
His other hand covered her thigh, gently kneading the muscles that were tensed and numb from all the excitement.
"It's nothing. Just some temporary muscle stiffness from too much excitement. You'll be fine in a bit."
His hands were big and warm, almost covering her entire back.
Getting massaged like that felt super comfy and warm... but that thing was still inside her, and she couldn't ignore the swelling sensation...
"You, you should come out first..." She leaned softly on his shoulder and sobbed.
George paused his massaging and asked knowingly, "What's wrong?"
"It... it feels so swollen... you should come out first..."
"It's alright. It won't be swollen in a moment."
What did he mean it wouldn't be swollen in a moment? It'd been swollen the whole time... it never stopped swelling...
Ellie never expected George could act like this.
Was this still her serious and disciplined husband?
"It's uncomfortable... I don't want to continue..."
"Why are you feeling uncomfortable? Isn't it comfortable?"
Seeing that he was still persistent, Ellie went for the desperate move and sobbed softly, "It hurts... it hurts there..."
This time, even if George was reluctant, he couldn't ignore it.
He quickly picked her up and reluctantly pulled his still-hard dick out of her warm and wet cavity.
With the obstruction gone, the previously blocked lewd fluid dripped continuously, making the scene incredibly intimate.
The friction from pulling out made Ellie moan softly...
George felt his scalp tingle, but he could only clench his jaw and hold her, then sat her on the toilet seat.
It was only now that Ellie realized how strong George really was. Handling her was as easy as handling a child.
Even though he had some muscles when he took off his clothes, he was still far behind those bodybuilders at the gym.
While she was still thinking, George had already squatted in front of her again, holding her knees and spreading her legs to check her out.
But this time, miraculously, she wasn't as embarrassed as before...
Her thoughts were still wandering when George furrowed his brow, because her small hole didn't just look messy; it looked rather gruesome...
Her labia were swollen, protruding outward, and her clit was so swollen it peeked out from the flesh, looking like it could drip blood.
He hadn't lasted long, why was it so severe...
George couldn't dare to continue, even if he wanted to. After helping Ellie rinse off, he carried her back to the room and laid her down.
Ellie was really exhausted. It was the most intense experience she had ever had, and she even squirted twice.
As soon as she lay down, her eyelids couldn't hold up and she felt a dull sensation instead of pain.
George worriedly asked if she needed some medicine to apply, but she had already fallen asleep...
Sitting on the edge of the bed, George hesitated as he stared at Patrick's phone number on his phone.
Should he call and ask what medicine to buy for this situation? When he saw that she hadn't moved for a while, he turned his head and couldn't help but smile lightly.
He reached out and brushed away the strands of hair scattered on her forehead, then turned his head and gazed thoughtfully at the low cabinet that he had deliberately shifted.
Finally, he dialed Patrick's number.