Julian watched, utterly captivated, as Zoe's face transformed. Her typically placid features were now painted with a delicate flush, her lips parted as soft, breathy moans escaped with each of his movements. Her blue eyes, usually so calm, were glazed with a dazed, overwhelming pleasure.
"Zoe..." Julian breathed out, his voice husky but gentle, his rhythm never faltering. "Tell me.. how does it feel?"
For a moment, she seemed to struggle to form words, her mind clouded by sensation, "It's... nhaa....ahnn...it's... good," she managed, her voice a thin, high whisper, so unlike her usual flat tone, "I feel...nyahn...full, I feel... you.. everywhere"
As she spoke, Julian felt a profound change within her. Her inner walls, already snug around him, began to clench and flutter rhythmicaly, growing tighter, desperately holding onto him as her body instinctively sought its own release.
