Keith was struck by a wave of pleasure that froze him in place, only micro spasms coming from inside his body, his manhood deep inside Zebel. Her nails in his flesh didn't hurt, he only smiled down at Zebel, a small laugh coming from deep in his chest. He was a bit sweaty, and his breathing was labored, but he was in a state of bliss. She could feel his blood on fire. Keith didn't know what to say or do, so he did nothing but smile and chuckle.