It was the most wonderful feeling she could imagine... so much cum gushing into her, only to spray out onto the bed.  It was a pleasure deep within the primal parts of her mind as well, though hopefully her ovaries didn't get the message (she had been up on her contraceptive teas and herbs though, so it shouldn't be a problem).  It felt good having Marek cum in her, undeniable for the experienced whore, but it was done too soon, but any reasonable amount of time was likely 'too soon' for this session of theirs.<br/><br/>Slowly she was set down on infinitely wobbly legs, on top of sopping, sticking pillows (not that she felt them through her boots of course).  She looked down at him bowing, gasping, and ever so reverent... she found herself following him down, falling to her knees and nearly sitting on his head, though she caught herself enough to be just above.  Assuring she's okay, she tapped him and told him to sit up, wanting to look him eye to eye and drew him in with a finger... into a<em>hug</em>no less as she nuzzled into his neck.<br/><br/>"I am<em>very</em>satisfied." she assured him, hand rubbing her back "More than I thought I'd be... you<em>have</em>to have some sort of magic in that dick of yours... so... was my pussy every bit as wonderful and special as you thought it would be?  I made sure it was nice, tight, and comfortable for you, Marek..."