Gabriela's body had gone limp and heavy on top of me, her full breasts squashed against my chest, nipples still stiff and dragging with every slow inhale.
She'd ridden me until her thighs shook and her voice cracked into hoarse little screams, and now she was out cold—passed out in that perfect post-orgasm collapse, her sweat-slick skin glued to mine.
My cock was still buried deep inside her pussy, half-hard and throbbing lazily in the hot, creamy mess we'd made together.
Every time she breathed out, her inner walls fluttered weakly around me, milking one last lazy squeeze, and I could feel the thick overflow of my cum starting to leak—warm, sticky rivulets seeping out around the base of my shaft, trickling down my balls and pooling on the sheets beneath us.
