Bab 141: An unorthodox way of getting Fay wet (light r18)

"Haaa…."

I fell down on the soft layer of cushions that Fay fancied the air mattress with before I even got inside. 

A small, meaningless detail for when we got to the long-awaited moment, yet a massive blessing for now, when I fell down, struggling to catch a breath. 

I didn't know how much time had passed since I entered the tent and fell into Fay's greedy embrace. For how long have we kissed each other while rubbing our bodies together? How many hours did we waste, indulging our genitals with the gentle caressing of our hands?

How many days have come by ever since I plunged myself into Fay, only to remain within her through the several rounds that we went through, all the way to now, when I plunged down on the bed, completely spent?