For a long moment, they just breathed together, quiet, steady, exhausted. Is that right?” she purred, her voice thick with desire. Lina’s smirk deepened as she stalked closer, hips swaying just enough to drive him crazy looking at her dickprint. Still hard, Lina pressed closer to Jason, her cock slick with her own cum. Lina pressed a slow, tender kiss to Jason’s shoulder, and he sighed, letting his eyes flutter closed. He pushed back against her, desperate. In an hour… Jason reached back blindly, finding Lina’s tits and grabbing them with both hands, squeezing them hard. Jason remembered every detail. A week since Lina’s body had started transforming and a week since they first crossed the line from curiosity into something deeper, something neither of them had words for yet. Jason turned slightly to meet her gaze, his lips curving into a tired, satisfied smile. Her tits pressed onto his back. He swallowed greedily, never breaking eye contact. Jason was on his side, eyes half-closed, his whole body humming with the aftershocks of what Lina had just done to him.
