Post-sex with Lina

You stood there for a moment, catching your breath, watching Lina, naked, wrecked, radiant. She was panting, {if lina_cum_choice=1}cum dripping out of her pussy{elseif lina_cum_choice=2}cum all over her pretty face{else}covered in sweat and cum{endif}, smiling like she’d just experienced something transcendent.

"Fuck," she whispered, running a hand over her stomach and licking her lips. "You’re not real."

You chuckled, grabbing a nearby towel and offering it to her. She sat up slowly, winced with pleasure, then wiped herself down, still grinning. You cleaned yourself off too, your {Cock_inches}-inch cock finally softening after what felt like a god-tier fuck session.

"I’ve never been {if lina_cum_choice=1}filled{elseif lina_cum_choice=2}painted{else}covered{endif} with a huge load like that," she murmured, {if lina_cum_choice=1}glancing down at the drying mess on her thighs{elseif lina_cum_choice=2}licking the last drops off her lips{else}glancing down at the mess on her big tits{endif}. "Jesus."

You both dressed, laughing to each other. Your clothes somehow fit better now, stretched perfectly across your stronger frame, hugging your new body like they were custom made. The ring glowed. She slipped into her tight gym shorts and crop top again, tugging the fabric over her slick skin. You both looked at each other, knowing this wasn’t the last time.

"You better give me your number," you said.

"You better use it," she teased, typing it into your phone. "I’ll be dreaming of that cock."

You gave her a kiss on the cheek, one last lingering look, then stepped out of the room, heart pounding, still buzzing from the rush.