10. A Pleasure Therapy

*Radella*

"Are you tired?" He asked while pushing aside my wet hair covering my sweaty face. Maybe I'm not beautiful anymore. My throat felt dry, I couldn't swallow any saliva.

"Do you still want me, you haven't come out yet, have you?" I asked. Since we have been making love for so long, he hasn't released cum at all. Why was he able to endure it?

"If you're tired we'll stop and enjoy it another time," he said. Picking up my shirt that fell on the floor gave it to me. Our eyes intertwined. I only wear an unbuttoned shirt. Smooth my hair back.

"No, I want you out and that's fair!" I said, looking at him in a serious, commanding tone. He has to follow what I want. I want reciprocity, I want him to feel as pleased as he pleases me.

"Okay," he said, flashing a faint smile. We put our bodies together again and finally, he shot his cum into my womb. My eyes closed feeling him pulsing inside me.

"Sorry I forgot to ask, outside or inside," he said, regretfully. I didn't think about that