Finally, Lois' efforts were met with an explosive reward.
Ross shuddered and released himself in an overwhelming, uncontrollable torrent.
Pew.
Pew.
Pew.
The force of it was incredible, splattering over her hands, arms, and chest, soaking her completely.
Warmth dripped down her body, and the scent of him filled the air around them.
Lois's hair clung to her damp skin, her clothes plastered against her form, and she felt both astonished and strangely exhilarated at the sheer intensity of the moment.
Every drop was a testament to her effort, leaving her utterly drenched from head to toe, yet with a sense of triumph mingled with shock.
"Ohhh…" Lois stood up, trembling slightly as her body glistened, completely slick and covered from head to toe.
She instinctively reached for her bag, hoping to grab a handkerchief and wipe herself clean, but Ross's voice stopped her dead in her tracks.
