Hero Tales Comics - Stella's Premium FapChat 07 (Conclusion) (Patreon)

*BLAM! BLAP! WHAM! BLAP!*

Near the second hour's conclusion, Dris and Stella spared one another no chance for recovery. No opportunity to collect their bearings from the sustained assault of their parts. The skillful brandishing of their abundant endowments reduced them to a pair of sweaty, sputtering, moaning specimens of unbridled lust. Stella, after an hour of being stuffed to the brim by the British bull's meaty black cock -- his balls soaked in her womanly secretions -- managed to guide him back to the bed. There, she mounted him, her chiseled back to the camera.  

Stella: Aaa~ayye! Mierda, Papi! 

She rode him reverse until her pussy (impaled passed her limits) creamed yet again on the full span of Dris' dark chocolate rod.

Dris: Grrraaaah!

Stella: Oooo~ooh, FUCK! I feel it, baby! You're ready to blow. 

She grabbed Dris' balls in a show of dominance. 

Stella: These muthafuckas are ready to go off!

She jumped and bounced atop him harder, using her full weight to coax the Magic man into a final burst of pleasure.

Stella: Come on, Papi. Cum for me. Empty these fuckin' balls. I want every drop!

*WHAP! WHAP! BLAP!*

 Every loud report of their bodies colliding met with a single word from the smoking hot starlet's pursed lips.  

Stella: EVERY! MUTHA! FUCKIN--

Until--

Dris: Ah shit! Ah shi--Aaaaaagggh!!!

The adonis-like frame of the man quaked where he lie. The watching crowd went into a victorious frenzy in the comments--

"Holy shit! He's going off like a damn fire hose!"

"Bro! I didn't even know that much could come out of a guy."

"K.O!"

"Daaaaamn!"

The battle concluded, Stella trembled while posed in a graceful straddle. Her huge breasts heaving in delight as the creamy white seed flooded her hole, spilled forth into the open air as the hot afro-dominican popped and twerked her full ass, sawing him between her ass. The veiny pussy-slayer went turgid with each surge of pleasure. Dris' mighty body spasmed. His toes curled. The corded muscles of his arms flexed as he gripped onto the wet bed sheets  Stella took a long languid moment to lift and allow the long stretch of weary cock slide up and down the meat of her rear and up her finely sculpted back muscles. Spent, Dris' big black cock flopped onto the bare mattress, dripping hot sticky seed from a still-pulsing urethra. Stella, thoroughly spent, fell daintily onto her back. A long moment of silence followed. Only the sparse comment in the chat continued, eagerly observing the fallen bodies of the gorgeous specimens. 

 "Damn! Are they alive?

"I'm not. That shit killed me. I'm a ghost after that one..."

"Dude, I ain't never seen no shit like that in my life. WTF?"

Were it not for the steady rise and fall of Stella's massive mocha breasts, the onlookers would have mistaken the woman for dead. If not for the infrequent flex of Dris' veiny cock, and the heavy inhalations made visible by his overtaxed abs, Dris too could have been taken for dead. A few moments of silence and --

Dris: *Huff! Huff!* BLOODY hell...

Stella: *Huff! Huff!* Drop...

And the chat went wild--

 "Holy hell, that was insane!"

"I love you, Stella!"

"Dris the G.O.A.T for that one, bruh!"

"I LOVE this site!!!"

Gathering what little strength she had left, Stella turned onto her side, facing the camera and her adoring fans. She playfully went about parting her well-beaten quim with her fingers.  A rich bounty of white seed spilled forth, oozing wetly from her mocha pussy lips and onto the mattress.

  "Fuck! Look at all that man-cream! I'm jelly af, Stella!"

 Stella then reached forward and grabbed the camera phone from the smoldering black man lying adjacent to her. 

 Stella: *Huff!* I think that about does it for tonight, mi amors...

Stella: Ya girl needs a long, hot shower. and looong nap after all that. Señor dame fuerza... 

Dris: *Phew!* I'm not against that plan at all, actually. 

And with a final kiss to her digital crowd (and a runtime of 2 hours, 23 mins) Stella's live feed ended...

~End