I love you

Eric knew his weight was definitely crushing Nana, but he was still not ready to face this new and provocative situation. He considered it quite normal, especially for a woman, to utter suspicious things in a fit of intense pleasure, but he couldn't say that this had happened to him before. She said she loved him. She said it in an intense orgasm, but it was still the same. Even now, he felt the heat and the wetness of her tears on his shoulder. She did not sob, or sob. In fact, the way she was stroking his thigh with her fingertips showed that she was quite pleased, if not satisfied.

Suddenly wanting to end his own discomfort, stemming from thoughts and feelings of heat and humidity, he moved away from Nana. She made a series of adjusting sounds as he pulled away, wiping the semen from her lower abdomen with the edge of her nightgown. She wrinkled her nose, as if it were the most disgusting thing she'd ever seen; he did not reply.

He didn't like the feeling that was spreading inside