Percy knew when Nafrini had came, and he felt his own release approach its edge. Rather than hold it until he could no longer do so, he let his seed flow within her at the moment it could, flowing thick and hot inside her, washing her womb and filling her up. After the sweet release, he parted his lips from hers to pant and look her in the eyes. They flowed with warmth and tenderness, and he could tell her own eyes did the same.<br/><br/>"I love you, Nafrini," Percy said when he felt he had enough breath to say the sweet phrase without pause, then resumed his pants with a gulp of air.