She catches her breath and leans down to kiss him, tasting herself on him, he closes his eyes to accept her kiss, tender and soft, she holds his mouth to hers and speaks to him in the gentle never ending kiss. She smiles when she sees his cock, still hard and she strokes his face and brings his head to lay in her lap, and runs her fingers through his hair, petting him softly.
She wants to whisper sweet things to him, to whisper thank you, to whisper of tenderness, to whisper of her heart aching, to whisper how beautiful he is, to whisper how she adores him, but she whispers none of those things and pets him softly.
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*zap* Stop that.