Dove panted as her pucker trembled there tugging a little on Petra's cock even after she had finished cumming, every last drop till it was dry. Panting, the miss seemed a little out of it for a moment before Petra's words broke her out of it. Blushed up, she nod her head. "It rocked the earth." She commented with her tight pucker clenching neatly shut as the shaft was pulled free, her blush deepening further as she realized the two ladies staring at the street. Hurriedly she tried to cover up her chest, panting a little still.<br/><br/>"What? Ahh, the Cider. Ahh, r-right away. Yes-" She straightened her back, and a bit tensely began to walk to the hallway, to fetch the cider from another room. Her bottom was tensed up tight as she did go though, making it sway a faint bit as she seemed to do her best to not shake it too much right then. Panting lustily.<br/><br/>Dove stepped out to a small side room for a moment, soon to return with a towel loosely wrapped around her, a blush on her face still, and a pair of large mugs in hand, as well as a thick, tall bottle of applecider, the sweet scent in the air as she approached, pulling the cork off.<br/><br/>"Mmh.. Delicious huh." Miss Dove looked at Petra, pausing for a moment after she set the mugs and the bottle on the table there in the lounge. "I must admit I ... was not expecting that, not such a reward. In the end, I ended up liking it." She smiled awkwardly. "That does not mean I am a bad woman." She said a little defensively. "It just means you are good at ... at what you do." She blushed up a little, sitting down. Shifting a little, she seemed sore, but not in pain.<br/><br/>Pouring the two mugs three quarters full, she held out the first one to Petra a smile on her face, the towel seeking to hide her charms. The two women on the street had already continued on their way by then.