Ilaneshi couldn't even imagine how the woman was keeping hir going,  but here shi was locked in an orgasm that felt as if it was taking hours to subside.  Hir entire body was getting sore thanks to the constant fluctuations of hir muscles,  and the poor sexy herm was literally drenched in sweat, that golden hair clung to her flesh and that salty liquid was stinging her eyes.  Still,  she didn't want it to end,  shi kept that lovely mouth of hirs open wide to catch as much of hir own seed as possible,  but more often then not it just landed on her chest and splashed against hir face.  That tongue working her pleasure nub was maddening,  driving her deeper and deeper into Feminine orgasm,  causing more and more of that clear scentless liquid to rush from her sex,  soaking the cushions of the couch through.