Fay's scream filled the room as her pussy clenched around his tongue, her orgasm crashing over her like a tidal wave. A flood of ecstasy surged through her, her body convulsing as she came—hard.
She couldn't control it. She couldn't stop it. And Riley—oh, Riley—was right there to take it all in.
He drank her down eagerly, his tongue never slowing, savoring every drop of her release. The sensation was unbearable, overstimulating, but she didn't want him to stop. She wanted more.
Her body trembled violently, her breath ragged, her mind blank from the overwhelming pleasure. She had never felt so drained, yet so utterly satisfied.
Riley finally pulled back, his lips glistening as he licked them, his eyes dark with satisfaction. He looked up at her, his smirk full of wicked amusement.
"Delicious," he murmured.
Fay could only lie there, gasping for breath, her body still shuddering in the aftershocks of her orgasm.
She had never felt this way before.
