Isabella hugged Hunter tightly as she reached the peak of pleasure; her body trembled, hot and sweaty, her face even reddening.
"Ugh ... Please please, stop ... Stop for a moment," she begged.
Hunter stayed silent, listening to Isabella panting near his ear, then turned and kissed the curve of her neck.
"Have you finished?" Isabella asked, her breath heavy.
"No," Hunter whispered.
"Oh my God!" Isabella exhaled harshly, then glanced at Hunter in frustration. "It's been thirty minutes!"
"I don't know!" Hunter chuckled and sat up without withdrawing his manhood still deep inside Isabella. He lifted her legs and embraced her while looking at her face.
"You're so strong; it must be because of that damn milk!" Isabella cursed.
"Um, maybe..."
