Unfortunately, all good things must come to an end; her only warning was when he started to lose the rhythm, his breathing coming hard, before he pulled out with a groan, leaning back as his seed splattered all over her back; quite a lot of it, too, from what she could feel, before he sighed, and stepped back slowly, reaching for a rag, to clean them both off. "Hmm... thank you. That was... good. You were good," he said.