"…"
Davis and Shea were still shaking their hips ever so lightly, their body trembling rhythmically as they let out their essences.
After some time, their senses gradually returned.
Davis was naturally the first one to recover his senses. He enjoyed watching Shea's adorable reactions and felt like he had broken her enough for this session. After all, she had only recovered her senses at the end of the orgasm, so he felt that it was better to tread carefully.
He loved to corrupt her with his seeds and make her his vixen, but he was also fond of her gentleness.
She was the archetype proper wife in his mind, one that many husbands wouldn't dare to corrupt and would foolishly and unintentionally look for mistresses or prostitutes to unleash their kinks on because they would rather she remain innocent.
"Not yet…"
Davis grabbed her chin and uttered with a devious smile that made Shea's heart skip a beat.
