Plap! Plap! Plap!
"haaah~...!"
Time had passed, and Chris, lost in intoxicating pleasure, was still with Eira. He didn't know how many times he had cum so far or how much time had passed, but he couldn't stop, only now he began to regain a little lucidity.
They were now on the bed, as they were in a missionary position. Chris was bent over while sucking on Eira's pink cherries, while she had Chris' head between her arms, looking at the ceiling. Her face was a mess of reverie and pleasure.
Eira was surprisingly resilient and could no longer count how many times she had cum. Chris, as always, would occasionally cast spells to keep her in good condition and regain, to some extent, her stamina.
It was common for him to do so, but still there seemed to be something that made the girls he did it with reach their limit to the point of passing out anyway.
