I slowly pulled my cock out, and the moment I did, her pussy clamped down instinctively—so tight that the condom was forcefully dragged off with it, slipping off the tip as her folds tried to hold onto every inch of me.
"Ah... the condom got slipped out..." Trisha murmured between ragged breaths, her chest rising and falling rapidly as her face remained locked in a debauched, dazed expression—cheeks flushed, mouth parted slightly, sweat glistening on her brow.
The condom, now partially lodged at the mouth of her still-twitching cunt, sagged heavily as thick globs of cum slowly oozed out. The weight of the semen caused it to tilt downward, and the remaining dribble began to fall to the floor in long, sluggish drops.
I leaned in and gently pinched the rubber between two fingers. As I slowly pulled it free, a wet, suctioned pop echoed from deep inside her pussy, followed by a soft shudder rolling through her body.
"Ah...~"
