The orgasm crashed through her like a tidal wave.
Kuri's body seized almost instantly. A sharp gasp escaped her lips, turning into a throaty whimper.
Her pussy pulsed in strong, rhythmic waves, each contraction sending white-hot pleasure exploding from her core.
Clear fluid gushed around his fingers in hot, messy squirts, soaking his lap and dripping down her trembling thighs.
Her curvy ass, marked red from his hand, shook violently.
The swing rocked wildly as her whole body convulsed, toes curling, breasts heaving with every ragged moan.
It felt endless—blinding spasms wringing every drop of her pent-up release, her clit throbbing wildly under his unrelenting touch.
When it finally began to fade, Kuri went limp across his thighs, breathing shallow and eyes glazed.
A moment later, her head dropped, slipping into unconsciousness, completely spent.
Lor kept his hand pressed to her soaked, twitching folds, savoring the aftershocks.
