She lay on her belly, her dreamy eyes fixed on me as I gently turned her around .
Lying there, her breaths rugged but content, she wore an exhausted yet blissful expression, a cute and innocent smile lingering on her face like a sweet afterglow.
"Are you okay?" I asked. "Do you want me to keep going?"
She hesitated, seemingly weighing her options. It was clear she felt a bit overwhelmed; just the sight of my cock gave her pause. I couldn't blame her; handling it would be a challenge even for a grown woman, let alone her.
I hesitated, not wanting to overused her, considering how fragile her petite body appeared. Despite activating sadism, there was a twinge of reluctance in my heart. Her adorable face only intensified my internal conflict; it was just too much to bear.
