As her brain seemed to short-circuit, so much lost its meaning for Athenodora. At least anything that didn't have something to do with the pleasure she was being subjected to at the moment lost its meaning.
And speaking of the pleasure, Athenodora was basically a prisoner to it. She lost control of her limbs and was in a constant's state of spasms while still floating. Her legs remained locked around Caius's neck and her fists were still clenched around invisible anchors as she worked her center all over Caius's face.
In that state, though, Athenodora became especially aware of everything happening to her body. She felt it the moment Caius took one of his hands off her ass and worked it up her side until he was palming one of her tits. She felt as he pressed his palm against her erect nipple and worked his touch around it before then gripping her breast to squeeze and knead it, pinching her sensitive nipple and intensifying her already mind-blowing orgasm.
