The thrills that came when she felt his pleasure never be trumped. It felt so good to know his pleasure, so good that she could nearly swore she felt each hot jet that coated her. She was purring consumed by her pleasure. She found her pleasure around him, milking him for every drop he was worth while her kisses eased to gentle languishing butterfly brushes across his entire face. It took torturous long moment before she finally had some sibilance of an even breathing and then she opened her eyes to smile at him. She leaned forward and captured his bottom lip in a kiss.<br/><br/>"Hmmm...you are a strong one." She said to him, laughter and playfulness in her eyes.