Lillian observed Ethan's seed tasted salty and sticky, but not unpleasant.
When the twitching of his length finally subsided and he finally, slowly released his hold, she pulled back, catching her breath and letting out his now softening cock with a small pop.
A small string of saliva mixed with his seed still hung between her lips and his length.
Lillian suddenly felt a flush of self consciousness wash over her but at the same time, she felt a bit of pride too.
At the fact that she had managed to please him.
The room was silent for a while, filled with only the sound of their rugged breaths. Ethan lay on the bed a bit of relaxation washing over him, from the release.
He opened his closed eyes, focusing on Lillian. She was still kneeling between his legs, one of her hands resting on his thigh for support.
Her cheeks were completely flushed and her red lips looked a bit swollen and were glistening and it sent a fresh wave of arousal through him, but he calmed himself down.
