Her movements become more urgent now, her touch rougher and less controlled. She bites down on her bottom lip, fighting to remain silent as she brings you closer and closer to orgasm. Your body tenses beneath her hands, your hips bucking involuntarily against her touch.

With a harsh grunt, you erupt, spurting hot liquid across her stomach and chest.

As the final spurt of semen hits her skin, she lets out a soft moan and slumps against your body for a moment, catching her breath. When she finally pulls away, you can see that her chest is heaving and beads of sweat dot her brow. She licks her lips slowly, as if savoring the taste of you.

"There we go," she says, sounding slightly out of breath. "That wasn't too bad, was it?"