When the trembling in her muscles subsides, Walter looks up at her flushed and lovely face. He feels coolness where the air meets the wetness of her that is around his mouth.
Walter: Was that real, like a real orgasm?
Consolata: Honey I don't fake the big 'O' for nobody. You helped me get there Walter, you helped a whole lot, you and your large lips and righteous tongue. I bet you could play a mean blues harp with those tools. Damn that was good. I'm still shaking a little. I've talked to a few other women and it seems like I may orgasm better and more often than most. Whatever, it is what it is, right? You know what, let's try for another. I'm on the pill and I'm in a very good position for you to fuck right now, so get comfortable and put that cock of yours up against my pussy, please.