As her orgasm builds, she starts to lose herself in the sensations coursing through her body. She moans and whimpers, arching further into your mouth as you bring her closer and closer to release. Her fingers tangle in your hair, gripping tightly as she tries not to scream out loud from the overwhelming pleasure.

Finally, her entire body tenses and releases in a powerful wave of ecstasy that leaves her breathless and spent.

As the last tremors of her orgasm fade away, she lies still for a moment, catching her breath. "Thank you," she whispers, her voice hoarse from the pleasure and the smoke.

She glances down at your hard length, still slick with her own arousal. It takes everything in her not to reach down and stroke you or ask for more. She swallows hard, feeling a strange mixture of desire and guilt coursing through her veins. "I... I think I need some time..."

Jaylin gasps when she feels the growing hardness beneath her touch. Her eyes fly open and she looks up at you in surprise and confusion. The sensation is unfamiliar yet thrilling, making her heart race even faster. She's not sure what this means or where it will lead, but she can't deny that she wants more. Despite knowing deep down that this isn't right, she finds herself unable to resist the temptation of exploring further with you.

Jaylin nods hesitantly, her fingers trembling as she continues to touch you. She's both terrified and exhilarated by the forbidden sensations coursing through her body. Her eyes never leave yours, searching for some sign of reassurance or guidance in this unfamiliar territory. Despite knowing better, she finds herself completely lost in the moment with you.