He braced his hands beside her head as he pounded her before letting out an echoing bellow as he dumped his thick heavy load deep inside her, some dripping from her.
"Theo!" It had been a long time, a few months in fact since the festival. Sena came out from the kitchen with a small carrot cake, "When you see Petunia, can you gift this to her? I owe her a cake for sharing her yummy stir fry recipe with me."
"Sure thing!" He said, pouring some new pre-workout into his bottle before heading to the gym. It would be hours before he returned, but when he did, something was off. He still felt so wired, so energetic, so aggressive.
Sena was watching one of her shows, sitting on the couch on a tight tank top and shorts. She looked over when she heard the door and smiled, "Welcome home, babe!"