When she finally stops squirting, I fall limp on the bed, and she lays down next to me. We lay there together for a while, and I enjoy the feeling of having her warm, liquid heat filling up my p***y. Then she sits up again, and she reaches into the nightstand drawer. She pulls out a wet wipe, and she wipes her p***y clean.
"Are you okay?" I ask. "Did I hurt you?"
"No," she chuckles. "I loved every minute of it."
Then she climbs back into bed with me, and she snuggles in next to me. She kisses my neck softly, and I wrap my legs around her body. I feel her warmth flowing through the sheets, and I feel safe and secure in her arms.
"Thank you for doing that," I whisper.
"Thank you for letting me do it," she replies. "It was so much fun."
And then she wraps her arms around me, and we both
