As your orgasm washes over you, Amelia's fingers remain deep inside, milking every last drop of pleasure from your body. She lets out a satisfied moan as she feels you pulse around her fingers, her own desire for release growing stronger with each passing second. "That was incredible," she whispers, pulling her hand away and leaning in to kiss you softly on the lips.
With one last look into your eyes, she slowly climbs off the bed and begins to dress herself once more. "I'll be back later tonight,"