Ayame collapses onto my chest with heavy pants, her perky breasts rising up and down amidst her extreme heaving.
I envelop her with both of my arms and hug her firmly in a protective gesture.
Time passes as she remains in my embrace, slowly catching her breath.
"So this is what a real orgasm is… But I didn't squirt like Blossom…" She murmurs with a bit of disappointment evident in her tone.
I chuckle jovially and remove an arm from her back to instead caress her face. "Blossom didn't release so much on our first night either, but chances are, she is the special one in the squirting department, and not you the lacking one. You also released lots of fluids, just not all at once while suddenly erupting like she did."
