I laid panting gasping for air. My heart racing that I can’t get under control. My body was completely boneless from all the orgasms that hit it and was currently covered in a mixture of sweat and surprisingly a copious amount of semen.
I couldn’t feel much as my brain had long ago melted from the multitude of orgasms that slammed against it as all I got was essentially tingling all over my body is all I felt.
I definitely couldn’t hear shit as the ringing started somewhere during the event and hadn’t stopped.
I smelt a multitude of fragrances but there was so much I didn’t know which fragrance to focus on.
My sight was completely unfocused.
My pussy which took the blunt of everything felt like it had died as it stopped reporting what was going on after Brandon was laying next to me panting himself as HE did all the work.
And though I don’t smoke I wish I did because I felt like ‘THIS’ experience warranted a motherfucking cigarette.