Chapter 870 Her Pussy Is Demanding:>Ep12

• As I start to come down again, I'm almost afraid to let myself sink back down onto the creaking leather. But there's no way that I can hold myself up, and I just let go of everything and drop back down powerlessly. To my surprise everything is dry and comfortable. Lana has taken everything. Every last drop! And she's even following me now, back down into the chair, still engulfing my entire slit with her mouth, all in order to have things stay exactly the way they are. Dry and comfortable. Soft and lovable. How can anybody possibly be that good?
• "Oooohhhh," I sigh breathlessly. "How can anybody be that good?"
• "Mmmmmm...?" she murmurs from down there, surely looking up at me with a quizzical expression on her face. She probably couldn't make out my words. But I'm way too spent to even raise my head, let alone trying to repeat my statement. I just relax in the same position, breathing heavily, feeling the numbness letting go and leave a trickling sensation all throughout my body, especially in my thighs. For a moment it's so intense it's almost painful, but then that too slowly subsides, leaving me in a blissful state of relaxation that is different from all other kinds of relaxation I've ever experienced. When I did yoga a few years ago, I thought I knew what it meant to relax, but even that was nothing compared to this. Nothing at all.