For a brief moment Sean was at a lose for words, and not because his mouth was buried between Arianna's thighs. Her orgasm had finally overwhelmed her, and the force with which it struck was far greater than what Sean had thought he could siphon from her. Maintaining his composure, and with great struggle, he ceased his ministrations to Arianna's snug little anus, straining to move his head between those constricting thighs down to her clenching, quivering slit. For a brief moment he thought he'd need to go to the emergency room; such was the orgasmic strength of her vaginal muscles that he could barely twist and tug his finger free, only to replace it by covering her sopping pussy with his mouth.<br/><br/>He relished the sweet, yet sour tang of Arianna's juices mingled with the warm, fleshy taste of her silky folds. Unwittingly he'd let his grip on her wrists slip, those strong hands of his coiling around her waist, actually pulling those bucking, fishnet-clad thighs back onto his hungry mouth. Her sexual aroma was hot and thick, wafting around his head and into his nostrils, almost completely replacing the oxygen around him. Eagerly he slathered her slit and clit, determined to coax every pulse, every drop, every orgasmic quiver from Arianna. He was also determined to...discipline her for making him work so hard for her orgasm. Not that he minded; the best things in life are the ones you had to bust your butt for anyway.<br/><br/>He really would have liked to see the rest of Arianna's body writhing, though. To see that raven with bright orange hair whipping about, those seductive green eyes lit with ecstasy, the tremors of pleasure up and down her back and tummy. Again, Sean nearly came right there from the thoughts, though was able to restrain himself. He was indeed thankful that he'd been as well trained and disciplined as he was right now, because Arianna, with her toned body and delicious nethers didn't make it easy for him to maintain control. As her orgasm subsided, Sean covered her sex with affectionate kisses, lapping at whatever remaining fluid continued to leak out of her, though not inside. No, she would want that for later. Not that there wasn't enough coating his mouth and dripping down his chin.<br/><br/>Tilting his head back, he could see Arianna looked thoroughly exhausted; panting, eyes closed. Her legs were also weakening their grip on his head and shoulders. A wickedly mischievous grin spread across his lips, lifting a hand and swatting one of those perky, tight buttocks of hers. "Don't pass out on me now, missy. You're disciplining is only beginning. You need to answer for being caught so easily." He didn't care anymore about hiding his identity from her, not that it wasn't already obvious. He just wanted to solidify, in her mind, that it was him.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>