Adrian lay next to me, enveloping me in his strong arms while we tried to make our breaths steady. I still felt dazed and my brain was still unable to form any thoughts just yet.
Apart from the ache from how hard Adrian pounded into me, I could feel the light drizzle from his c*m trickling down my thighs heavily.
"I would never get tired of that sight," Adrian said after a beat of silence. I wondered what sight he was talking bout, but was too weak to form any words just yet. As if he could read my mind, he added, "the sight of my c*m dripping off you," he kissed my forehead as he spoke, "It's f*****g beautiful, you are f*****g beautiful."
A sheepish smile formed on my lips and my cheeks thrummed with heat at his words.
"Do you want to feel it?" he asked, taking my hand in his. I fe
