At the moment of climax, I felt a surge of electricity course through my body. I didn't hold back, releasing my seed deep inside Betty. Even though these seeds couldn't get her pregnant, I pushed myself as deep as possible, making sure not a drop was wasted.
Maybe it was the thrill of the moment, or some kind of psychological kick, but our lovemaking hadn't been this intense and satisfying in a long time.
Betty seemed to feel the same way. Maybe it was the wine, or maybe it was the foreplay Michael had given her before me, but she too reached a climax that had been long in coming.
Afterward, I withdrew from her, and the thick semen that had been stored up in my scrotum for who knows how long began to flow out from her.
Watching her lazy, satisfied expression, I reached over to the nightstand for some wet wipes and started cleaning her up. Betty just lay there, letting me wipe her, her breathing slowly becoming more even. Once I finished, she drifted off into a deep sleep.