Troubled Mami
Several minutes later, I guided Nami out of the bus. Her expression still looked sexy and erotic as though she was still intoxicated from what we did. Her skin from the neck upwards was still red as steam was seemingly being dispersed from her person. There were a few places with a deeper red color; traces left behind by my kisses. Her lips remained glistening and seemingly swelled up from how intense the kisses we shared. And lastly, she still appeared exhausted as her breathing had yet to return to normal.
If someone saw my complexion, it was probably the same as Nami's except the exhaustion. I had higher stamina, after all. But still, we both sweated a lot there. My cock throbbed furiously even now from how great the pleasure it brought us. Nami was the same. She’s holding her navel and rubbing it gently as though relishing the feeling of being filled up by me. If we had more time, a few more rounds wouldn't be impossible.