I couldn't tell for how long we ended up going at it.
At first, we took things slow, as if still worried about the presence of the people nearby. Yet, as our lust started to grow and chase away all the unnecessary thoughts, I quickly stopped minding the potential onlookers and fully focused on the beauty and affection cuddling in my arms.
It felt weird.
It felt weird to keep on receiving satisfaction and only have my lust keep on growing.
It was weird how Mia managed to easily get herself accustomed to the constant flow of my energy, regardless of how much she struggled to accept it before.
It was, without even a shred of doubt, weird, how our senses seemed to connect, allowing us to share our experiences with each other on the go.
But while cuddled up in Mia's embrace, having her hands pull my head into the soft cushion of her chest… I simply couldn't care less.