After Leah fainted, she came back to herself much faster than Seamus expected, even before he had a chance to lay her down on the bed properly.
They ended up fucking again and again, didn't even stop until the morning come and then it started to get dark.
By the time night fully settled in, Seamus finally forced himself to acknowledge reality. They couldn't keep going forever. The unfinished business in the North was still waiting.
Right now, though, Leah was riding him, her body moving up and down while Seamus lay back against the bed.
Semen mixed with her own juices spilled freely as she moved, soaking everything beneath her, making every thrust slick and messy.
"Hnngg~ Seamus, your dick is the best," she moaned loudly.
Her ass was plugged, a cat tail swaying behind her, the ridiculous contrast making her look cute and shamelessly erotic at the same time.
Seamus kept his hands on her waist, letting her set the pace while he enjoyed the view.
