"Hek... heeek...♥"
After squirting, Morgan's body couldn't hold up and collapsed.
She fell to her knees on the floor.
Her upper body slumped onto the bed.
In that prone position, her body trembled slightly.
"Haaa... Ah..."
Her face looked like that of a female who had surrendered to pleasure.
A mix of beauty and arousal in her expression.
Her eyes were half-glazed, unfocused.
Saliva dripped from her parted mouth.
Her former arrogance was nowhere to be found.
'Hmm, has she completely lost consciousness?'
Her eyes were still open, and she was moaning softly.
But her dazed pupils weren't looking at anything.
It wasn't quite fainting—more like her consciousness had been swept away by the afterglow of climax.
Poking her cheek lightly didn't change anything.
"I didn't expect her to pass out before we even got to the sex."
It must mean the pleasure she just felt was that intense.
Driving a virgin who'd never tasted a man to squirting must have been overwhelming.
