Jezabel remained lying on the desk, her limbs still twitching slightly after the explosion of pleasure she had just experienced. Her skin was covered in sweat. Her short blond hair, cut at cheek level, was scattered in disarray, and her blue eyes remained fixed on the ceiling, still veiled by the intensity of her orgasm. She was panting loudly, her generous chest rising in jerky movements as her lungs struggled to regain a steady rhythm.
Kaiser slowly straightened up, observing Jezabel's body with a predator's gaze. Although he had just ejaculated massively, his impressive cock showed no sign of weakness. It was still as hard, pulsing vigorously against her thigh.
"... Haa ... haa ... Klein ..." murmured Jezabel in a hoarse and broken voice. "... I'm completely drained ... I have no strength left ..."
