Larine breathes deeply as Erica withdraws her fingers from either sensitive spot, lips-still struggling for air. She couldn't believe her body's state..was she really being reduced to nothing more than a moaning, whimpering little..promiscuous thing? Larine only stares to the side in embarassment as she's spread open..again feeling trickles of her love nectar running down her tummy..<br/><br/>"D..don't..! I..I.." Larine pleads as she chews nervously on her lower lip..her sexual lips still a bit puffy..and clit swollen from all of the attention against it..carnation-pink lips finally managing to find air between soft little pants as she desperately tries to take the time to recover..feeling a bead of sweat roll down one of her bangs along her forehead..and feeling her nether-lips throbbing. Erica feels Larine's body buck once - but that seemed to be the last bit of strength she had, and she goes back to being the little, manipulated, silky-soft thing she was before shortly after her little outburst..<br/><br/><br/>((Sexual Stamina : d8<br/>((Climax 6/11