As you both reach the brink of orgasm, Toriel leans forward, pressing her lips against yours in a passionate kiss. Her hips buck wildly as she comes undone, her inner muscles contracting tightly around your cock. At the same time, you feel yourself erupt within her, your hot seed spilling deep inside her.

She collapses forward onto your chest, panting heavily as their combined pleasure begins to subside. "Oh, Hayato...,"

Her voice trails off into a contented moan. She nuzzles her face against your neck, enjoying the warmth and muskiness of your skin. After a few moments, she pulls back with a lazy smile, licking her lips before speaking again. "I think we could use some more cooling off... maybe another round?"