Sheila's moans peaked as I nutted inside her. Our panting synched and we were literally breathing into each other's partly open mouths.
The pleasure ebbed and I got off her, falling back on the bed with an exhausted grunt. It wasn't my typical reaction to a just-ended f**k. But then, I couldn't help feeling so f*****g drained.
"You nutted pretty fast," she said, as she climbed me, guiding my still erect d**k inside her, resting her hands on my broad, sweaty chest, while she slowly rode me.
"Did I?" I blurted out dryly, running my fingers through my sleek hair strands
"You don't nut quickly. You never have. You f**k me over and over until we get you to that point. So what the f**k just happened? You barely lasted five minutes."
My head was resting on the pillow, lazily watching her
