Mira's body was slumped and rested on Ming Tao's. Small. Soft. Sweaty as she laid against his chest. Her chest heaving and heart beating fast against her ribcage at the exertive activity.
She was still wrapped against him and Ming Tao felt her pussy throb and tighten around his cock over and over. He knew she was tired, Mira's position on him was enough to tell him so but he decided to test it.
Ming Tao used his hand wrapped around her form to pull her body back slightly. Mira gasped. Her pussy circled his tip now and sucked him. This made him groan.
Instead of him pulling her back, he dove into her. A cry escaped Mira's lips. Her body quivered and her breath quickened. She was spent, completely.
