You quiver as your shockingly intense climax subsides, helplessly clinging to Broderick's strong body, which is still pressing down onto you from above. Mercifully, he withdraws his tongue from your mouth and slowly parts his lips from yours, giving you room to catch your breath.
His own breathing is rougher than usual, and you feel it puff up against your ear as he whispers soft words of praise and love into it, telling you what a good girl you are and how cute your face looks when you're at the height of your pleasure. It's embarrassing being so coddled, but you can't deny the warm glow it fills your whole body with.
You could honestly stay like this for hours; and Broderick seems willing to let you, but you can't help but feel like you're being a little selfish...you can still feel his turgid, almost painfully hot manhood pressed against your thigh. You know firsthand how much he must be enduring at the moment...
You can't help but feel a little awe at his willpower in refraining from taking out all that pent up arousal on you...and you wonder how much teasing and misbehaving it would take to make him 'snap'. Though perhaps it would be **** to simply offer to help...
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