Heavy breathing filled Mireille's room. Dante and Mireille did not say a word to each other.

Her orgasm had subsided but she was still in his arms, her legs still spread open and her pussy still dripping with her fluids. She had her tits still heaving with every heavy breath. Dante's left arm was just right underneath her boobs and his trousers was wet from her squirt.

Dante shut his eyes and groaned. He had to be out of here as soon as possible if he did not want to lose control ...