[It's probably no surprise that Momo doesn't last long, as deep in heat and sensitive from not having dealt with it at all during the previous moon as she is. She gasps, she jolts, the fever pitch of Jiro's assault on her core building into a crescendo. It hurts, somewhat, because it is so overwhelming but her whole body has been screaming for this for most of the last week, and she simply didn't know it yet.
It builds and builds and then suddenly her whole world is a shock of white. A blast of something tears her thoughts apart, and she simply falls to pieces with a soft cry of final release. Her body shakes and quivers, practically grinding itself against Jiro's face, and her hand tightens hard in her friend's hair until everything...blessedly...stops.
She sags, the force of her orgasm taking a huge toll on her, her hands going limp.]
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It builds and builds and then suddenly her whole world is a shock of white. A blast of something tears her thoughts apart, and she simply falls to pieces with a soft cry of final release. Her body shakes and quivers, practically grinding itself against Jiro's face, and her hand tightens hard in her friend's hair until everything...blessedly...stops.
She sags, the force of her orgasm taking a huge toll on her, her hands going limp.]
...Holy shit...
[She does know how to swear.]