Emma could feel how Syrisa was feeling, because she felt the exact same way. But not only was the pleasure amazing, but the opportunity the potion had presented to them. This was to bring Syrisa to think, with a cock with actual working cum...they could actually, once deciding, have a child. This could actually make Syrisa pregnant, if Emma had actually took enough of the potion, anyways...but still, the message was there.<br/><br/>She returned the soft moans of love and affection with her own as her hands came up to Syrisa's breasts and squeezed, albeit a bit hard due to the pleasure wake she was under. She knew it wouldn't be long before...<br/><br/>She moaned loudly one last time as her body went rigid after the last thrust, her dick pulsing for one moment before it erupted all of its white spunk into her lover's hole. Somehow, even more cum came out than the last two times, filling the mageling to the brim and beyond, the soiled bed sheets becoming even more so with the cum that was leaking out. But, despite that, Emma did not pull out...she could already feel the cock shrinking inside of Syrisa, disappearing as if it was never there...all three charges spent.<br/><br/>When she was a regular woman again, Emma was panting, regaining her breath...there was a lot to take back. She eventually groaned tiredly and leaned her body to the side, her weak and shaking arms and legs giving out as she collapsed next to the redhead, sprawled out and trying to regain her energy. She swallowed a few times, trying to regain her ability to talk, but so far nothing yet.<br/><br/>But, with the little energy she had left, she was able to lift a hand to come up and start stroking Syrisa's cheek, as if to not only reinstate her affection to her, but to also, in word, congratulate her for making it all the way through, and to thank her for doing it. It just simply felt...amazing...<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>