An Epic Orgasm

At last, Miranda reached a climax as Jack thrusted forward, her breath panting as Miranda carefully removed herself. Jack pulled the strap-on off and pulled Miranda next to her as she held her in her arms. “That was amazing,” Jack whispered.

Miranda nodded. And laid in Jack’s arms, her head on her shoulders as she breathed heavily. “I guess you were right.”

“Huh?” Jack said. “Right about what?”

“You did smear the walls with me,” Miranda said and then kissed Jack’s temple as her face wrinkled at the corny joke.

“We’ll have to get back to reality soon,” Jack whispered.

“But not yet,” Miranda muttered. “Besides, I need some time to recover.”

Jack laughed. “Don’t tell me you’re already out of ammo.”

“No, but I do need to be at top performance for Shepard,” Miranda smirked.

“Now I’m jealous,” Jack said.