Lor stayed inside her for a few more breaths.
Kuri's body was still trembling in small, uneven waves.
Her standing leg kept threatening to fold.
The arm he had hooked under her other leg held most of her weight so she did not collapse onto the table.
His cock twitched once more deep inside her and another thick pulse of cum leaked out around the base, warm and slow, sliding down the insides of her thighs.
She made a quiet, frustrated sound against the wood.
He eased out of her carefully. The moment the head of his cock slipped free, a heavier gush followed it.
Cum spilled from her open pussy in a thick, sticky stream, running down both thighs and dripping onto the floorboards between her feet.
The sound it made was soft and wet.
Kuri's shoulders jerked.
She stayed bent over the table for another second, breathing hard, the open white shirt still hanging off her arms and doing nothing.
Her bare ass was still raised.
