Kaiser gently lowered Irene to the floor. Her legs trembled so violently that they gave way immediately. She swayed, her knees buckling at an unstable angle. A warm, transparent thread of her love juices ran down her thighs, tracing a glistening path on her skin to her ankles.
After her two orgasms, her finely chiseled face was unrecognizable. Her blue eyes, usually lively, were rolled back, showing only the whites. Her pupils were drowned, almost invisible. Her tongue hung limply from her parted mouth, covered in thick saliva that dripped toward her chin.
"Haaann... Huh... Hnnngh...", she emitted, a hoarse and continuous moan coming from her dry throat.
Kaiser turned her to face him. He took her dangling tongue between his lips, drawing it into his own mouth. He began to suck it avidly, producing a wet and muffled sound. His lips closed around it, sucking gently, while his own tongue explored its surface.
