My gaze trailed lower, over the gentle curve of her stomach, the faint sheen of sweat pooling in the dip of her navel, until it settled between her thighs.
Her pussy was a sight to behold—pink, slick, and swollen from our earlier frenzy.
Her folds were parted slightly, glistening with her own arousal, a faint trace of my cum still leaking out in slow, creamy rivulets, staining the sheets beneath her.
Her clit peeked out, a small, sensitive bud, flushed and pulsing from the attention I'd given it.
Her inner thighs were slick, smeared with the evidence of her pleasure, trembling faintly as aftershocks rippled through her.
She was beautiful—raw, wrecked, and mine.
But I needed time to let my dick recover while making sure she doesn't lose her mood.
'System, does reset clean my sperm?' Naturally, I had an idea to keep her turned on but definitely not wanted to eat my own sperm.
