They lay there panting, bodies slick and heavy, his cum still leaking slow from her pussy onto the sheets. The rain had eased to a low patter but the room felt hotter, thicker, like the air itself was charged. Oscar was still half inside her, softening but not out, when Mabel clenched around him on purpose. A slow, deliberate squeeze.He hissed, cock twitching back to life even though he'd just emptied everything into her.She looked up at him, eyes dark and glassy. "You done already?"He laughed once, rough. "Not even close."She pushed at his chest until he rolled off her. His cock slipped free with a wet sound, cum and her slick coating him. She didn't give him time to think. Shoved him onto his back, climbed over him fast. Straddled his thighs. Looked down at his cock—still hard enough, shiny with their mess.She wrapped her hand around him, gave one firm stroke. Then another. He groaned, hips lifting into her grip.Mabel slid lower. Settled between his legs. Didn't tease. Just to
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