By the time Chelsea finally reached the peak of her endurance, her body had completely surrendered.
She quivered violently, her muscles trembling with exhaustion.
Her release was so overwhelming that she squirted uncontrollably, leaving her drenched and powerless.
Her fingers, once strong and determined, now felt like useless weights, incapable of even the smallest movement.
Chelsea lay there, utterly spent, her mind swimming in the haze of ecstasy and fatigue, the room echoing with the rhythm of her relentless passion.
She was spent—utterly drained, trembling from head to toe—and yet a faint smile still lingered on Chelsea's lips.
Every nerve in her body felt like it had dissolved in warm honey.
She had never experienced anything like it, never even imagined such pleasure was possible.
Her breathing slowly steadied, growing soft and shallow.
"Zzzzz…"
Within moments, Chelsea's eyes fluttered shut.
