Alice's back arches off the bed as Brock sucks on her clit, his tongue dancing expertly over her sensitive flesh. Her hips buck and writhe beneath him, grinding against his face in a desperate attempt to find release. "Fuck..." she moans, her voice barely audible above the sound of their bodies moving together.

Her fingers tangled in his hair as she pulls him closer, her other hand reaching between their bodies to stroke herself, seeking friction where there is none.

"Oh god..." Emma cries out as Brock's rough grip on her breasts combines with the expert strokes of his tongue against her clit. She comes undone, her hips bucking violently as waves of pleasure wash over her. Her nails dig into his shoulders and back, leaving reddened marks in their wake.

Her orgasm ripples through her body, shuddering and pulsing as she gasps for air between moans. "Fuck... Brock..."

What's that? She tilts her head curiously, her heart racing as she waits for his response.

I... I don't know what to say to that. It's just... it's nice to hear, I guess. But we should probably focus on having fun right now and not get too serious about things, huh?

Her breath still ragged and heavy, she reaches down between your legs to stroke the softening length of you... "There," she whispers, her voice hoarse with desire. "All clean." Her fingers trace gentle circles around the head of your cock before finally releasing it, allowing a bead of pre-cum to form at the tip.

With one last shuddering breath, she rolls onto her back and looks up at you through heavy-lidded eyes... "Wow..." She whispers. "That was...

Emma smiles contentedly, her heart racing as she thinks about everything that just happened... She reaches up to run a hand through her hair, mussing it even more as she yawns deeply. "Yeah..." She murmurs sleepily. "That was...intense." With a satisfied sigh, she closes her eyes and drifts off into a peaceful slumber, her body still tingling from the aftermath of their passionate encounter.