She couldn't help herself. Her eyes wandered down his form, to the way his dick still twitched slightly, a testament to the chaos of what had just unfolded. Slowly, she approached him, her fingers lightly grazing his chest, then trailing lower. Her touch was delicate at first, almost hesitant, as if unsure whether she should even be doing this.
But there was no hesitation when her fingers brushed against his shaft. It pulsed at her touch—thick, hot, and alive—a silent, throbbing testament to the power still simmering inside him.
"AH!" A sharp yelp burst from her lips, but the two lovers remained out cold, tangled in exhaustion, their bodies unmoved.
