I smirked, still buried inside her, and delivered one last sharp smack across her glowing ass. The soft flesh bounced under my palm. Penelope hissed, then slowly lifted herself off my cock. The second the thick head slipped free, a heavy rush of cum followed it, thick white streaks immediately running down the insides of her thighs and dripping onto the seat in messy, shiny trails.
She climbed clumsily into the back seat and dropped onto it, legs still slightly open. The mess between her thighs was impossible to miss. My cum kept slowly leaking out of her freshly fucked pussy, mixing with her own wetness and staining the leather.
All three of us were panting. The sealed car smelled of sex and sweat. Tessa's fingers were still shiny; Penelope's chest rose and fell hard, huge tits marked with red bites and handprints; I stayed reclined in the driver's seat, cock still half-hard and glistening, trying to catch my breath.
