Three Questions (2)

Imani heaved a sigh as she slowly lifted her hands and started to part them, making Lola's smile get wider and wider.

"Holy shit!" Lola stated with wide eyes as she grabbed Imani's hands, making her face grow hotter. "What is that nine, ten inches? That must have been-" she cut herself off and looked her over.

"That must have hurt like hell," she said and Imani unconsciously pressed her thighs together as she pursed her lips. "Are you okay?"

Her face became even more hotter as she nibbled on her bottom lip. "I'm fine... just sore."

"Poor baby, it'll go in a bit." She patted Imani's cheeks then waggled her eyebrows. "Did you come?"

It felt like her face would be able to boil water now and she gazed at the floor, not wanting to see Lola's reaction, as she inhaled slowly. "... Yes."