Whimpering slightly, Ivera did as the other woman said. She was growing afraid, and it was only moments before her eyes went wide with shock as the seed burst into her mouth. She tried to pull away instinctively, but the other woman's hands trapped her...and Ivera's eyes widened even more as the taste drilled home. The taste was like some forbidden nectar, tasting better than anything she could remember drinking. She tried not to swallow...and yet she did it anyway. She swallowed three times, feeling the lovely flavor in her mouth slowly go down her throat to pool in her stomach, until there was only the aftertaste as she tried to pull away and breathe.