The soft fabric bunched up beneath us as we lay there, catching our breath. My chest pressed against her naked back, my softening cock still inside her warm, slick pussy, our combined juices slowly oozing out of her hole.
"Huff… huff…" Our breaths came in sync, heavy and ragged, as I propped myself up on my elbows, my body still trembling from the rush. I slid out of her gently and sat back against the headboard, the cool wood grounding me.
"Ahhh… that felt so good," I said, my voice rough but satisfied, a grin tugging at my lips as I ran a hand through my sweaty hair.
Elizabeth shifted, sitting up beside me, her dark hair a wild mess as she pushed it back from her flushed face. Her naked body was a vision—full big tits, soft curves, the body of a confident 38-year-old woman who knew exactly what she wanted.
"Truly," she said, her voice husky but relaxed, a small smile playing on her lips. "Finally, I feel a little relaxed. I was so pent up… I needed that."
