Atal enjoyed the sight of Freyja climaxing. As always, he loved it when his women climaxed. He had learned long ago that it's the harder part for a man, and the one that sets you apart.<br/>So he hugged her tight during her climax, feeling her body relax in his grasp. He hesitated for a few seconds then, before making up his mind. Then he hugged her even closer, twisted his body along with hers and allowed Freyja to sag forward. She was now on her knees, bending forward with her face against the blanket and her damp sex exposed.<br/>He then pulled Lina and made her climb on the bed and to stand upright. She didn't know what he had in mind, but she obeyed his silent order, following where he was pulling or pushing. Her obedience was rewarded as soon as he got his mouth to the triangle between her ties sex. He held her across the waist with one hand, first just letting her feel his warm breathe against her split. Then she shuddered, as he knew she would, and the next thing she felt was his warm and damp mouth covering her sensitive areas.<br/>At the same time, Atal used his other hand to direct his hardness against Freyja's sex, still damp from the orgasm. Still aroused from the orgasm, her sensitivity was heightened, and he was eager to fill her, to stretch her to the limits their bodies allowed, to become one. He had to resort to breath control techniques to calm his own arousal, while he felt her rising to a second climax.<br/>Of course, his breath becoming suddenly stronger and longer didn't do anything to calm Lina. Neither did<br/>his tongue, while he was licking her outer labia, then spreading them with one hand and gently kissing her inner lips. She moaned, and he stopped for a moment, before beginning to lick and suck her clitoris up in his mouth.<br/>He didn't know how long he could keep that way himself, but he firmly intended to keep it long enough. And he wasn't a man known for giving up, neither in bed nor outside it.