Troy groaned loudly, as his head dropped back onto the mattress. He seemed to be having a hard time restraining himself as Leah stilled for a moment, allowing herself to sit there, her ass resting on his hips and thighs, most likely trying to acclimate to the feeling of being this full again.
Troy slowly reached his hand forward to brush the hanging lock of hair from her face, tucking it behind her ear before cupping her chin, his thumb tenderly stroking her jaw. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine," Leah breathed, leaning forward and planting her hands on his chest. "Just letting my p***y get used to being this stretched again." She airily chuckled "But it feels fantastic, I promise."
Troy flashed a relieved smile as his hand slid down to her hips, no doubt ready to feel the friction against his
