"Your breasts look so beautiful when they bounce, you can go a little faster."
Luis smiled approvingly.
"Like this, it is hitting so deep."
"Ah, it is tearing through."
Hela moaned and swayed, and before long she convulsed once more, welcoming the baptism of her climax, before collapsing weakly into Luis's embrace.
Luis lifted her limp, powerless body, licking her lips as he said, "You have never been caressed after climaxing before, have you."
"No..."
"Then do you prefer your Master to be gentle, or a little rougher."
Two consecutive, overwhelming climaxes had already caused Hela to sink into depravity somewhat.
She had never experienced such intense coupling before, and she was truly coming to understand just how wonderfully pleasurable intimacy between a man and a woman could be.
"However Master wants to fuck me, I will like it."
"Good girl, then tell your Master, which position feels most comfortable when you are being fucked."
