Ehma blinked at the sight. She held him there. xxx It was like a normal thought magnified hundreds and hundreds of times over. The thought comforted her and soon a haze of steam filled the bathroom. With his gorgeous cock lodged in her womb, it wouldn’t be long. With fingers pinned against his shirt just above the waistline of his jeans, a moment later her thumb was on his button. Maybe he sensed her building towards a second climax. All those days spent, lost. In her weakened state, she probably couldn’t handle anymore—but he wanted more, so what could she do? Yes she liked it. Did he want her to? How was she so aroused from this? And walked. Those days were the worst. The entirety of her body flexed in pleasure as an indescribable
