"Haa... haa.... we really.... have to stop now..."
Nikolai panted at his limit after their non-stop passion.
He pressed against the deformed metal bed as he knelt above Zara's face, holding the base of his penis while his three hearts thundered against his ribs.
Beneath him, Zara fared no better. Messy hair drenched in sweat, neck covered in kiss marks and slight bruising. She extended her tongue, mouth open wide to catch the last spurts while gasping as viscous milky threads leaked from the corners.
She slid her tongue around her lips in a slow, tantalising circle before swallowing.
"Uehp..." With a small burp, she took the hand from her mouth and extended her milky white tongue, curling it in the air. "Mmmgh... Ueeeh, all gone."
The two of them remained in place for a few moments, catching their breath until Nikolai finally hopped off the table.
