“Jim, what’s Dawa’s status?” Ming-Yue asked. It was exactly right for Lu. The others had all ended up filled with his babies and with pure joy, stunningly powerful overwhelming happiness. She couldn’t possibly be more excited. Actually, she was pretty used to not coming at all during sex. It was impossible, all of it. “Oh, yes!” she cried as he resumed thrusting, deeply and slowly now, the impossibly pleasurable sensations on top of the knowledge that she had his seed somehow bringing her orgasm roaring back for another peak, which hit her so hard, leaving her trembling and gasping in shock, seeing stars, her ears ringing, her whole body tingling as their orgasms finally finished and he slowed, then just held still deep in her, reaching under the table to caress her quivering breathless body.
