"Ooooohhhhhh, Goooooddddd! Ohhhhh, Dooooouuuuuglaaaaasssss!" she wailed as the last hot stickiness of her cum creamed and merged with that of her collapsing captor.
All that was enough for the wildly finger-fucking Eflo to let out a long low groan of simultaneous fulfillment and let her own orgasm wash over her kneeling body in slow convulsive waves.
And then it was over. In the distant hills a cloud of dust rolled up into the night air as the feuding Whitelaws approached the estate to settle their differences on location. But in the afterglow of their insane multiple fucking, four important people leaned into each other, feeling the warmth of their respective bodies and luxuriating in the wonderful sensation of utter relaxation. Captain Happy and his Eflo, Ambassador Harper and his Prudence decided together that there was no more Whitelaw, and should anyone ask, the ambassador from Great Britain, Douglas Harper himself, would introduce them to Captain Happy, head of the great and expanding Blacklaw State!
"Get Bou!" the captain shouted from the big white bed from which he could not move a muscle at the moment. "Ambassador Harper wants to dictate a request for transfer!"