บท 110: Bad habbits (R-18)

Both Cassian and Lucy panted heavily, their breaths mingling as they felt the last waves of their climax ripple through them. Cassian, still buried deep, increased the intensity of his release by pressing his length further into her with slow, deliberate thrusts, even though he was already as deep as he could go.

With each movement, the pressure heightened Lucy's own pleasure, her body responding as his thick head hit her most sensitive, innermost spot repeatedly. Each pulse released warm spurts that seemed to send her over the edge all over again, the sensation building on the lingering intensity of her orgasm. The tight, intimate connection drew them both into a shared rhythm, bodies intertwined as they rode the last surges together.