Under My Thumb: Part 2

Chapter 4

Alan was **** to withdraw his hands from Suzanne's bouncy melons, but he knew that his mother's jugs were just as perfectly formed and huge, yet even more sensitive. He loved to hear his mother's loud moans, which he could trigger at any time just by touching her nipples.

So he disengaged from Suzanne. He thought, Fuck! This is so fucking excellent! From Aunt Suzy to Mom! Life doesn't get any better than this. What if they had a cat fight over who could suck me off? Now, THAT would be cool! But then sanity hit when he realized that such an event could cause his whole fortunate situation to collapse.

Susan was so eager that she sprinted up the stairs ahead of him. She clutched her arms to keep her bouncing boobs under some semblance of control while running as best she could on her high heels.

But before he could walk away, Suzanne grabbed his shoulders and whispered in his ear. "Sweetie, remember what Angel and I were saying about spanking her? Have you made your mind up about that? Now is a good time!"

He considered that, and replied, "I'll try. I don't know if I can do it. I'll see if things get 'insanely horny' first." He pulled away, eager to rush upstairs.

But Suzanne whispered to him as he moved away, "Don't just try! Do it! She needs this for her psychological well-being! She's a very submissive woman!"

He nodded as he hurried to the stairs.

By the time he climbed the stairs and entered his room, he found his mother waiting impatiently on his bed. Since she'd already been without clothes, she had no trouble striking a sexy pose in time for his arrival, stretching out with her hands behind her head.

He saw a wet towel next to her and realized that she'd just wiped her pussy dry. But he knew it wouldn't stay that way for long.

Alan silently gasped at the overwhelmingly erotic beauty of his mother's body. But he quickly recovered and tried to strike a light, joking mood. "I was just feeling up Aunt Suzy's boobs," he said as he walked to her with arms outstretched, like Frankenstein. "Can I feel yours, to see if I can tell the difference?"

"Nice try, but you know that's not allowed," she said as she got off his bed and knelt next to it. "We have to stop all these rule violations and act like a normal family. Now come over here and let me suck your cock already."

That answer surprised him greatly. The way she'd been carrying on downstairs, he figured he could play with her body almost any way he pleased. He asked, "Well, can I fuck your tits any time I like? You said I could."

"That's different. Because I'm here to help you cum. We've been over this before."

He rolled his eyes at her strange, ever-changing boundaries. What he still didn't fully understand was that she was worried because she got too aroused too easily when he played with her breasts. She feared that she'd lose control completely and wake up in the morning with a well-fucked, cum-filled pussy.

He asked, "What if playing with them helps me cum? Like if I'm holding them to make a tight titfucking tunnel? A sort of tight-fucking tunnel, if you will."

She smiled at his lame humor. "Well, I suppose that's okay, but not right now please. My lips really need to slide up and down your sweet spot, and I've got all kinds of things I want to do with my tongue."

He pulled his T-shirt off and threw it aside. Then he walked steadily forward. She'd been expecting for him to sit on the edge of his bed, so she'd positioned herself that way, but he wanted to get blown standing up. He was **** to admit it to himself, but he got off on the symbolic power of standing while she was kneeling.

In truth, she got off on the very same thing even more than he did, so she happily repositioned where she knelt.

He simply stepped forward until his boner found itself in her mouth. The sight of her red lips eagerly awaiting his shaft was so sexy that he found himself squeezing his PC muscle to stop from cumming even before her lips made contact.

Susan closed her eyes and tightened her lip-lock around his shaft. She quickly got down to what had become her favorite task in the whole world, using her hands, lips, and tongue on him all at once. Aaaah! Now, THIS is what I've been waiting for all evening! Things were strange downstairs, having to strip naked in front of my own daughter and best friend. My heart is still thumping from the embarrassment, but now I can relax and let go! Mmmm! Just feeling my mouth craned wide open like this, with my lips sliding and my tongue lapping on his sweet spot, my fingers slipping and sliding up and down his long pole, and my bare breasts swaying freely, it feels like ... home. Family. Love!

As she sucked and licked, she alternated between making little "hmmm" and "mmmm" noises of contentedness and louder grunts of intense arousal. One part of her decision to let herself go was that she was much less restrained about making such noises.

Lately, and with increasing frequency, once she got extremely aroused, her rules about not playing with her breasts flew out the window. That was the case again this time. After just a few minutes of contented cocksucking, she felt so good that her breasts took over from her brain. She momentarily stopped her rhythmic bobbing to say, "If you're a good, cum-filled boy and fill your mommy's mouth with a big load, then maybe, just maybe, she'll let you play with her Marilyn Monroe-sized globes. But only afterwards."

She giggled again with glee in recalling his earlier Marilyn Monroe comment. "Do you promise to fill my mouth all the way to the brim with your thick sperm?"

"Of course, Mom. Don't I always?"

She chuckled. "That you do." They both knew that he didn't literally fill her mouth that full, but it sure seemed like it to Susan when she was trying to swallow it all.

She bobbed on him for another couple of blissful minutes.

Alan was thinking about his "duty" to give his mother a spanking. He wasn't sure how to bring it up, or even what excuse he'd use. And with the way she was sucking him, he wasn't able to think much at all.

Then she changed her permissions once again, because she needed his hands on her nipples immediately. She pulled her lips off his boner to say, "Now, since you're such a good, praise-worthy, and cum-filled son, I suppose you can play with my tits while I suck you. But only if you say you like my tits better than hers."

He bent over and held onto her tits from above, but he quickly realized that was not an ideal position. He sat down on the edge of the bed after all. Once she repositioned too, his hands flew to her chest and pushed her heavy globes around in circles. "Who? Marilyn Monroe's? I think yours are much bigger and better."

She punched him playfully. "You know who I mean. I mean Jessica Rabbit. Suzanne." She licked his sweet spot while she waited to make sure he was fully settled in his new sitting position. Then, as an afterthought, she added, "Oh, and Brenda too."

Alan recoiled in dismay, even as he pulled on his mother's nipples. He thought, If there's one thing that could fuck my amazing world up completely, it's rampant jealousy. No way can I answer that question, period!

"Mom, you know I don't like making comparisons like that. That's why I'm going to tell you to stop making so many conditions. You're going to do what I say and suck me off already."

He chuckled, because she engulfed his cockhead even as he said that. Then he had to take an extended pause from speaking, as he felt a surge of pleasure from her hot mouth that actually made his toes curl. He finally resumed, "Not only that, but no more of these stupid restrictions on when I can play with your tits. I'll play with them when I want!"

She didn't reply at first, since she was busy bobbing on him. She trapped his cockhead between her teeth and inner cheek. She had some special moves to use on him like that, plus she loved creating a lewd bulge in her cheek. He's right. Who am I to place limitations on such a virile, cum-filled boy? He needs a lot of hot, stacked babes to help him with his condition. Mmmm!

After another minute or two, she switched back to regular bobbing, but with extra tight suction, and used her favorite corkscrew move on him. She was still thinking about what he'd said. He's so right, as usual. I need to see things from his point of view. Maintaining order over a bunch of tamed busty babes can't be easy. He can't have any of us arguing with each other or telling him what he can or can't do, or there will never be any peace. He has to be firm in ruling and controlling us all!

Oh God! So hot! MMMM! She briefly peeked up at him out of one eye. Look at him there up above me, so tall and strong! Gaaawwwd, it just makes me want to suck and lick and stroke! Which I happen to be doing already! She giggled to herself.

My role is to just lie back or drop to my knees and let him have his way with my curvy body, minus that one thing that God says mommies and sons should never do. Mmmm! And the fact is, I absolutely love it when he takes charge like that! My son is such a strong and POWERFUL young man!

He'd long given up on getting a verbal reply, since she looked totally blissed out with her eyes closed, and her lips locked around his thick shaft. She just kept "mmmm"-ing louder and louder while he tugged lightly on her nipples.

But then she opened her eyes and saluted him deferentially while giggling. "Yes, sir! Right away, sir! Sex Cow Mommy reporting for duty!" Her face dove back into his crotch and she gobbled on his dick with renewed vigor. Meanwhile she put her hands on his hands, making sure that he didn't move them away from her breasts as he pulled on her nipples like teats on a cow.

But that wasn't enough for Alan. He was upset at her attempt to get him to rank her above Suzanne, but he also was surging with a sense of power from her quickly caving to his demands. He could feel his "Bad Alan" side taking charge. He said, "Not good enough. Mom, give me your tits. All of them. Right now!"

Susan pondered how she could "give" him "all of her tits." She didn't know what that meant exactly, especially since he was already playing with her tits to his heart's content, but she definitely loved the general attitude behind it. She decided she needed to reward him for being so bold, but that was hard to do since she was in the middle of sucking him off already.

But then she came up with an idea that she hoped would satisfy him even more. She sat up straighter and spit into her cleavage. She had him sit down on the edge of the bed. Then she positioned his dick between her massive mammaries and began a spirited titfuck.

As she lifted her tits up and down on either side of his shaft, she looked up into his eyes and said, "I'm sorry, Son! You're right. It was wrong of me to deny you my tits. So wrong! Forgive me, please?"

He was already fighting the urge to cum, so all he could say in response was "Ungh!" But he thought, Mom's sexual passion is amaaaazing! Who would have believed that a prudish Bible thumper had a cock-loving slut inside her, waiting to come out? Man!

The titfuck was only the first part of her plan to outdo even her usual blowjob style. Her jaw was still tired from so much cocksucking earlier that afternoon, plus the many non-stop minutes of sucking since entering his room, but she didn't want to use the titfuck as an excuse for resting her jaw. Instead, she tilted her head downward and managed to suck on much of his cockhead even as she slid his prick through her wonderfully slippery cleavage. She figured a great combined titfuck and cocksucking beat just an "ordinary" cocksucking.

She thought, He's right. How dare I deny him anything?! My tits are here to SERVE him! To serve my incredible son! How DARE I put myself above Suzanne, or ask him to compare us?! Whichever big-titted cocksucker he asks for at any time, that's the one he should get! YES! That is soooo right! She was so overjoyed by this epiphany that she wanted to scream out loud.

However, her mouth was still sucking on his thick, throbbing cock. It wasn't at all easy to suck and titfuck him at the same time. In fact, it was a pain in the neck in a very literal sense. But she was determined, so she would slide her lips over as much of his cockhead as she could manage, and then lick all she could reach with her tongue while her lips sucked tightly and her tits moved around his trapped shaft. Then, after a minute or so, she would have to pull off to recover, during which she would "merely" titfuck him for another minute until she was ready to begin again, after which the process would repeat.

She loved the challenge of it. Her supreme challenge was to engulf all of his cockhead and then some, so she could work her lip-and-tongue magic on his sweet spot. But that was tough for any woman to do, and her immense breasts only added to the difficulty. Still, she wanted it so badly that from time to time she would succeed.

Time passed. Eventually he decided to make himself more comfortable. He reached for some pillows on the bed and placed them behind him. Then he changed position so that his head rested on the pillows, lying almost supine. He spread his legs as wide as he could. He figured, correctly, that the additional room would help her lips reach that much further down his shaft.

In recent weeks, Susan had truly become expert at pleasuring him. She'd learned the "moods" of his penis even better than he had. She could sense when he was getting dangerously close to cumming, and she knew just how much to ease off for a while, effectively giving him a mini-break while continuing to arouse him non-stop. When she got in a groove like that, she could keep him in a rapturous state near the edge almost indefinitely.

However, there were limits to what she could do. Eventually she thought, I love Tiger's stamina so very much, but at times like this I kind of hate it too. What do I have to do to get him to cum?! It's impossible! She loved hyping him up to herself so much that she had conveniently forgotten that she could make him climax any time she wanted, and it was just her careful effort to avoid that outcome that had kept him going so long. Still, I can't hold out much longer. We've been at it for half an hour, at least! Wow, that's pretty amazing. That makes me feel good! I wish I could just keep going and going, but this blowjob-titfuck combo is extremely taxing. I think it's time I get him off now, quickly, before I'm **** to stop from sheer exhaustion or cramped jaw muscles.

Son, are you ready to squirt your spermy love all over your mommy's face? Mmmm! I can almost taste the sweet cum bath already!

She rarely looked him in the eye because she was usually focusing all of her attention on his erection. However, the next time she went back to "merely" titfucking him, she looked up at him with a combination of wanton lust and motherly love.

She craned her head back down, but that time only to lick him. As her tongue worked around and around his sweet spot, she moaned between her licking and heavy breathing, "My son ... My love ... My man ... MMMM! ... My body belongs to you, Son ... Mmmm ... No man, no man can ... can touch it ... Only you ... Touch my tits, any time ... Mmmm, yes! ... All of me ... Anywhere ... Belongs to you ... To serve you ... **** for you ... MMMM! Forever!"

That pushed him over the edge. He suddenly remembered the earlier phone call between Susan and Brenda, and especially the way Susan had talked in such loving and passionate terms about how her son would "forcibly fuck my face." He suddenly sat up on the bed and scooted forward. As he felt his balls tighten, he grabbed her head with both hands and shoved his dick deep into her mouth. He kept hold of her like that, with her barely able to breathe, as he unloaded his balls directly against her tonsils.

Susan had trouble with her gag reflex. She knew she hadn't yet figured out how to deep throat him, but she tried to make up for that with everything else she could do. She loved that she had him so deep in her mouth that she was making lewd **** and gagging noises, and hearing herself inspired her even more. She sucked him so hard that he felt less like he was shooting into her mouth than that there was a high-powered vacuum cleaner pulling every last bit of sperm from his balls. Even as that was happening, she continued to slide her soft globes all over the lower part of his shaft.

It seemed that every square inch of his erection was receiving as much loving attention and stimulation as was humanly possible. He felt so good that the room started to spin and he had to fight not to faint away. He was **** to lie back on the bed.

Susan was on the brink of climax herself. She merely touched her clit and then she was cumming along with him. In fact, she continued to cum in a long, wonderful multiple orgasm, that kept going long after he had shot his load. By the time she was done, her inner thighs were soaked.

Chapter 5

Alan rested for a bit. Since he'd laid back on the bed, Susan crawled up on it too and laid between his legs with her face in his crotch. Then she got busy "cleaning" his penis and balls with her tongue.

He was getting used to this "cleaning" tradition of hers, so he didn't think much about it; instead he just closed his eyes and enjoyed her talented licking. This feels really good! It's almost as if each of her blowjobs is followed by a bonus blowjob, thanks to her follow-up cleaning efforts. It's crazy that I'm contemplating punishing Mom, after what she just did to me! Aunt Suzy has her extraordinarily long tongue and all kinds of talent and experience, and that's hard to beat. But when it comes to sheer cocksucking passion and dedication, Mom sets the gold standard!

When Susan finished her "cleaning" a few minutes later, he opened his eyes and took stock of his surroundings. He was surprised to discover that he was sweating like a pig. But still, sheer euphoria lifted him up and left him wanting more. His penis was done for a while, and his whole body felt like it had gone to Heaven and back, but he found he still had the energy to move his hands.

He thought, Bummer! I missed my big chance. I was definitely "insanely horny" before cumming, and Mom was too. That would have been the time to pull off and start a spanking instead. Now it's going to be a lot harder to get both of us in the mood. But still, I should try. Her talk is more submissive than ever before. She's definitely still in the right mindset, even if I'm not.

Her head was still in his crotch, so he reached out and stroked her hair. "Dang, you're so good to me, Mom. So amazingly good. Great, in fact. That was really incredibly great, wasn't it?"

"You said it, Son! You really showed me who's boss, didn't you? It was foolish of me to try and deny you my tits. You showed me; you just took control! I'm so sorry for forgetting my place. Please forgive me, won't you?" As if trying to make up for her misdeeds, she resumed licking his balls.

Her request for forgiveness struck him as so odd that at first he decided to ignore it. Then it occurred to him that it was an ideal opening and excuse to bring up the spanking idea. But he still felt **** about that, especially since he wasn't highly aroused. Instead, he asked, "Mom, why are you doing that? You just spent, like, five minutes cleaning me."

"I know, Son. It's not really about cleaning you; it's about showing my devotion to serving your cock. You make me so very happy, there's nothing I'd rather be doing. I love you so very much, and I love that I have this way of physically expressing that love every day."

He ran his hands through her hair. "I love you too. I can't believe how lucky I am to be here with you now."

She kept on licking for a few more moments, then added, "Speaking of loving things, I just love that you're taking charge and you've turned Suzanne, Amy, Angel, and me all into your exclusive, personal cocksuckers and all-around sex toys. Also, Brenda is coming along nicely, and you have your helpers at school." She looked up at him as she continued to lick, and her eyes twinkled with lust. "Do you have any idea how exciting all that is?!"

He laughed. "As a matter of fact, yeah I do!"

He closed his eyes and rested his hands on the pillow behind his head while luxuriating in the pleasure of her mellow tongue bath. Man! If she only knew that I've been having sexy fun with Glory, Heather, and Kim. That's a lot of helpers. I have no idea how the hell I lucked into this, but I'm going to take full advantage. And speaking of taking advantage, she couldn't be giving me a better opening to bring up the spanking, with her praise about how I'm taking charge. Aunt Suzy's right: I've gotta man up and just do it!

Eventually his energy revived, even though his penis didn't. So he sat up again and said to her, "Please sit up next to me."

She got out from between his legs and sat at his side.

He stayed in bed, but reached up and ran his hands up her sides, starting at her hips. He trailed his fingers along her fit tummy, circling her belly button a few times before continuing up to her jutting melons. Sheesh! What are the odds of winding up with a mom as hot as she is? Way less than one in a million, I'm sure!

She closed her eyes and shivered all over, repeatedly, when he brought his fingers across the sensitive undersides of her ample melons.

He was still **** to bring up the spanking idea, so he stalled for time. His gaze strayed to her feet, and he chuckled. "Mom, you're wearing high heels in bed. That's kind of silly."

She opened her eyes and grinned. "But it looks sexy, doesn't it?"

He nodded. He twisted her nipples a little, asking, "Mom, by the way, why did you call yourself a sex cow? That's a weird thing to say. It's not like you're fat at all. I hope that's not it. You're actually pretty dang muscular with all the daily workouts you and Aunt Suzy do, even though parts of both of you look soft as marshmallows from the outside."

She arched her back in enjoyment at what his hands were doing. "Oh really?" she asked gleefully. "Which parts in particular?" She thrust her chest forward even more, in case he wasn't getting her not-so-subtle hint.

"These parts, Mom." He cupped the undersides of her boobs and pushed them up. Then he sank his fingers deep into her tit-flesh.

That earned a great "MMMM!" of pleasure, as shivers ran up and down her spine. Then she said, "Son, I want you to touch them anytime you like! And if I say otherwise, don't listen!"

"Okay." He tentatively gave them an even harder squeeze, so much so that his fingers practically disappeared into her tit-pillows.

"Good! Like that, keep doing it like that! MMMM!" She pinned her arms behind her back, as if her hands were cuffed there. That thrust her big tits out towards him even more.

He was having great fun playing with her body, but he was still interested in an answer to his earlier question. He had to jog her memory. "So, what's this about the sex cow thing? Do you worry about being fat?"

"No. It's not that. It's just that I picture myself as a cow that really has to be milked. The cow's in pain from its dripping, milk-filled udders. I'm like that, and I need to be milked daily, but it's my pussy dripping cum instead of my udders dripping milk. And instead of getting milked, I'm the one who needs to milk you. I just have to milk your cock and empty it of its creamy loads every day, or I simply don't know what."

She paused to think, and then continued, "Like something bad will happen. I hate to even think about it. Maybe you'll get the most horrible case of blue balls, because your cock and balls will swell practically to bursting with too much sperm. I can't stand to see my little Tiger suffer! I just have to suck and suck and suck your cock some more, until you squirt your spermy goodness all over my face or down my throat!"

"Oh." He thought about that while one of his hands lightly brushed up against the tiny, nearly invisible hairs on her stomach. Another hand caressed the underside of one of her tits some more. She panted and her chest throbbed and heaved, but that seemed to be how her chest was almost all the time lately - unclothed, panting, and heaving.

It still never failed to arouse him though. He wondered if he should let her know that blue balls really weren't all that bad, so she won't worry so much, but decided against it. He'd also assumed that she knew that when penises got hard they filled up with blood, not cum, but just in case she didn't he saw no need to correct that error either.

"You know," he said, as both hands played with her great orbs, "I would have never thought you could get so highly aroused, and love it so much. Never in a million years. When we used to go to movies as a family, you used to close your eyes at all the sex scenes and make Sis and me close ours. You used to change the TV channel if even a particularly racy beer commercial would come on. Now, Aunt Suzy I could figure - she's so naturally sultry that it seems criminal that she's only a housewife and not a famous porn star or something. She has a natural nympho vibe. Even her scratchy voice is just so ... fuckable. But you're different. So innocent, and yet so sexy, too."

His dick rested against her thighs, so he began to work his hips to make it drag up and down her skin. It felt like a hot coal burning into her leg, just inches from her pussy. It had re-engorged only halfway, to only a half-hard state, but she loved it just the same.

She managed to answer between excited pants, "I know what you mean. I keep wondering if this is all just a wonderful dream, and will I wake up? But it's really true. Your mother is a sex cow. She'll die without a daily injection of your tasty cock cream. Your cow needs your fuck stick in her mouth so bad!"

"Mom, since you're so keen on being called a sex cow, maybe I'm the one that should be milking you. Why are your tits so big? Is it because they're sloshing around on the inside with milk? I think they are! Maybe you are a milky sex cow! Maybe I should drain them of their milk with my lips every day." He concluded this by planting his mouth on one of her nipples and sucking vigorously.

This wasn't just something fun for him to do. He'd been thinking about how to get the spanking started. Even though he wasn't "insanely horny" at the moment, he wanted to be sure that at least she was. He'd noticed that her breasts were very sensitive, and her nipples were the most sensitive of all. She hadn't really let him suck her nipples much, but he figured that if he could, that would really get her going.

She squirmed beneath him. "No, Tiger! No! Don't say that. No!"

He immediately pulled away. There was nothing that hurt him more than hearing his mother cry "no." He was disappointed that his plan had been foiled.

But then she pushed his mouth back to her nipple. "That was one of those no's that mean 'yes, yes, yes!', you silly boy. I love it! Keep doing that!"

She felt for his penis, but it was still only half-hard at best. She kept holding it with one hand to help encourage it. She'd be ready to do more as soon as it revived.

He followed her command, and soon had her panting even more heavily. He listened intently to her words as he sucked on an erect nipple.

"I said 'no' because it's such a fantasy of mine, Son. It's too exciting for me. Don't feed my fantasy, well, not too much!" She laughed. "Maybe that's the real reason why I want to be called a sex cow, because I want you to suck my tits. I want to be milked every day, just like a cow!"

She opened her eyes and stared at him with complete seriousness. "I want to lactate for you, Tiger. Supposedly it can be induced with herbs and medicines. But that can't be; it's too impractical. You'd have to suck me dry every few hours, twenty-four hours a day. Forever. That's always been a fantasy of mine, to have my baby son sucking at my breast. And that's why I've been keeping my tits from your touch far too much until recently, because it arouses me so terribly much when you touch them."

She looked away shyly. "I have an awful secret. I probably shouldn't tell you this, but I just can't say 'no' to such a potent, cum-filled, virile young man. The fact is, whenever you play with my big tits, I just about lose all control. I almost love it more than cocksucking, even!"

He chuckled, because he knew just how much she had to love it if she said that. He pulled away from her nipple just long enough to say, "I kind of figured that out already. It's so obvious from the way you moan, amongst other things. I think 'M' is my favorite letter now, after hearing your 'mmmm' sounds so often."

As if proving his point, her "mmmm" moans were getting louder and louder the more he suckled at her teat.

She said huskily, "I just hope you don't take advantage of my weakness to do the one thing sons should never do to their mommies. I couldn't forgive you if you did that."

He stared up at her with a poker face, even though he knew she was expecting a response. He didn't want to make promises that he couldn't keep. He felt in his heart that he'd be fucking her soon. It was just a matter of her coming to terms with it first. The fact that he was busy sucking her nipple gave him an excuse not to talk.

Her passion made her continue, "But oh! The other stuff is so good! Do you have any idea how many times I've cum today? And not just today, but every day lately! I cum so often it must be completely off the charts." She ran a hand down to her pussy and lightly rubbed her wet slit. "My pussy positively hurts, but it hurts in a good way, like, like having a good tired after a long run."

She brought both her hand to her breasts and lightly caressed their undersides. "When you suck on my tits like that I'm so crazy with desire I can barely breathe! I hyperventilate! My nipples - on fire! Oh! God! No! So good! Yes!"

That confirmed what he'd gathered about why she was so **** to let him suck on her nipples. He was very glad that she was letting him do it now, because he really wanted her as aroused as she could be. He kept sucking, first at one nipple and then the other, and then back again to the first, repeating the process until she reached yet another powerful climax. She came entirely from the breast play.

She'd let go of his dick during the frenzy of her orgasm. But after it was over, her hand immediately fumbled around until she found it. She sighed contentedly when she felt that he'd finally fully engorged once again.

Despite being weary from her orgasm, she started rubbing his sweet spot with two fingers to make sure he stayed erect. But she still needed to rest and recover, so they continued to just lie there.