Kaiser remained inside her for a few more seconds, his forehead resting against her shoulder, the skin of their temples moist and sticking to each other. His hoarse breath whistled in her ear.
Then he straightened slowly, the muscles of his back and shoulders unfolding. His cock slid out of Irene's pussy with a wet and prolonged sound. Irene shuddered slightly, a small shiver running down her spine.
"Mmh..." She was completely limp, arms spread out, palms open, legs open and relaxed, chest rising and falling quickly, skin glistening with sweat. An empty smile floated on her red and slightly swollen lips.
Kaiser ran a hand through his black hair, stuck and wet, then got out of bed. The springs creaked. Then he walked naked to the small nightstand.
