It reminded her she was still alive, centering her back within herself. xxx She stood there, breathless, sweat running off her face and dripping down the front of her soaked shirt. If she couldn’t have him, she’d beat him, or at least try. A few minutes went by in silence as they both came slowly back to reality, still enjoying the afterglow. His prick responded to the growing strength of their passion by pressing firmly into her leg. A wicked smile crossed his face as he watched her struggle. She lay there silently as this thought tumbled through her mind. Not as fierce as before, but just as firm.
