We hung there in the freezing dark for what felt like hours, the only sound the whistling wind from the upper levels and our frantic, breathy gasps.
Slowly, the pink limbs uncoiled from my body, slipping out of my back entrance with a wet, heavy slide that made my core twitch in a desperate attempt to hold onto it.
They retreated back into his shadow with a lazy, satisfied ripple, disappearing as quickly as they had arrived.
Jerome lowered me gently until my feet touched the cold obsidian floor.
The moment my boots hit the stone, my knees buckled, trembling lightly despite the sheer exhaustion of the dual assault.
Still, I leaned against the shelf to keep from collapsing since the sex had felt so good, and I was losing the feeling in my legs.
His cock slid out of me with a slick, dragging friction, and a thick, glistening trail of his cold seed immediately began to trickle down my inner thighs, pooling on the porcelain curve of my skin.
