“Oh,” she breathes, watching as he comes with his head between her legs. He was much closer than she realized. It’s admittedly pretty hot to have him moan against her sensitive folds.
Midge looks down at him with his face covered in her juices and strokes her fingers through his hair.
“I love you too. I would have taken care of that for you, handsome.”
Her hand always feels so good on his hair - he's pretty much purring, although he has to chuckle at her comment.
"I know you would, darling, but worry not - it was on purpose. Experiencing you through every single one of my senses was the idea, and it made my orgasm so much better." He pecks her thigh. "I could get high just from your smell." It's obvious he doesn't mean her perfume.
She grins down at him. “Mmm, so you liked it?” All she wants is to make him happy and keep him satisfied, and it seems like he’s both right now.
On shaky legs, Midge slowly gets off the counter, pausing for a moment to make sure that she has her balance before walking. “Let’s clean up this kitchen and then you can cuddle me in bed,” she says. Midge can’t wait to slip naked between the cool sheets and hold him close to her.
"Of course," he responds as he kisses her stomach. "I don't think I'll ever say no to that question." He doesn't know what will happen to their relationship, but he's pretty damn sure that their sex will always be great.
A dramatic gasp. "You want me to work after an orgasm? What an evil lady you are." But ok, he should probably do something about his cum stains. Time to turn on the lights. "Do I get to bring the ice cream to bed, too?"
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Midge looks down at him with his face covered in her juices and strokes her fingers through his hair.
“I love you too. I would have taken care of that for you, handsome.”
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"I know you would, darling, but worry not - it was on purpose. Experiencing you through every single one of my senses was the idea, and it made my orgasm so much better." He pecks her thigh. "I could get high just from your smell." It's obvious he doesn't mean her perfume.
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On shaky legs, Midge slowly gets off the counter, pausing for a moment to make sure that she has her balance before walking. “Let’s clean up this kitchen and then you can cuddle me in bed,” she says. Midge can’t wait to slip naked between the cool sheets and hold him close to her.
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A dramatic gasp. "You want me to work after an orgasm? What an evil lady you are." But ok, he should probably do something about his cum stains. Time to turn on the lights. "Do I get to bring the ice cream to bed, too?"