The very first inclination you get that the oracle is coming to is a sigh, and the furrowing of her brow against your shoulders... well, that and the rapid hardening of her sex inside of you. A moment later, and she's gasping and shivering against your back.<br/><br/>"Wha...how..." She gasps, and actually bites down on your shoulder as the magic reaches a fever pitch, her hips starting to thrust almost of their own accord as you skyrocket her past the "arousal" stage and straight to the "mind-numbing orgasm" stage. She doesn't scream, or even groan all that much... in fact, she almost seems to have the wind knocked out of her as her cock begins to pulse and pump inside of you. Last night, it had been a trickle... this time, the orgasm lasts so long and pours so much of her "seed" into you that it's almost comparable to one of your own releases. And the whole time, she clings to you as if you were the only anchor in a storm...