As Cameron reached his peak, Gwendolyn found her own ecstasy within his grasp. She was left, gasping and wordless as she clutched at his shoulders, her nails leaving little half moon crescents in his back, while she pulsed around his cock. She crumbled around him, her fingers weakly brushing at his cheeks as they struggled to catch their breath.<br/><br/>She stayed atop him, her limbs far too heavy to move. Lazily, she brushed her lips against his neck. “Was this what you expected upon coming home?” she asked him, wiggling her hips slightly, referring to the shaft still burrowed in her.