Of course, Lavinia didn't feel empty right now. It was an unprecedented satisfaction. Physical contact was addictive. With Chris taking the lead, Lavinia could just follow his pace, making her feel hollowed out.
"Chris, will you slow down? My legs are a little soft!"
It's only been more than ten minutes since Chris started to work hard, and Lavinia didn't know how many times he surrendered.
It was the faintest moment of her voice, and Chris did not doubt that if it went on like this, Lavinia would faint next.
Chris had to finish hastily, and when he finished, he carefully wiped the sticky under Lavinia.
Lavinia was in a sensitive period. So every time Chris touched her body, she couldn't help but shiver, and her legs clamped unconsciously.
It didn't last long, and Chris finally decided to cut her some slack for the sake of tiredness on her face.