I love the exhaustion that follows in you after I give you my best.
Orgasm after orgasm after orgasm after orgasm, seeing you melt into puddle is the ego boost I am desperately seeking.
Anger and hate in my eyes with love and passion in my heart, fingering and eating and fucking you so aggressively that you have no choice but to collapse into me.
The fetal position curled up on the floor as I stand over you. The cum spilling out of you with a “who cares there is no towel” attitude.
Plant your face on me and recover.
Just collapse into me.