Her face broke the surface and she gasped air with immense relief. Zethriel adjusted her neck so it wouldn’t be strained and brushed the hair off her face as he caught his own breath. Bhabhi sex “I love you too, Keria. Zethriel laughed too. She moaned again, louder, with air bubbles escaping her, and thrashed as the orgasm took her, sending ripples into Zethriel and warming and squeezing his cock, pulling him over the edge with her. She squirmed again, grinding her pelvis on his. Zethriel broke the kiss long enough to ask, “What are you doing?”
“The one thing I wanted to do before I die.” She was clinging to him, but had stopped moving. Her pale, green, bemused eyes sat on a stark-white face framed by black hair, cut short where Zethriel’s was long.
