As the couple came and the movements finally came to an end, Alexander gently retreated his hands back from Lady Nanazin's body with a sigh of relief, glad to at last see the lady on top of him stop moving, with no intention of continuing.
Slumped forward in an arch, she was as exhausted as her partner if not even more, her loud tired pants being clear to hear.
This was really not surprising given how it was she who was doing all the heavy lifting all this time, bouncing up and down tirelessly. Compared to her Alexander has just been just lying there like a dead fish.
All her hard work had of course paid off, letting the lady reach peaks she never thought was possible, and that hunger she always had in her heart finally felt sated.
Hence despite feeling sore in almost every part of her lower body she was experiencing a sense of bliss yet known.
While for Alexander, seeing how he had managed to ravage this insatiable lady despite his weakened state, brought a sense of strange pride in him.
The aftermath of his destruction was still there for him to view and he marveled at how Lady Nanazin's white luscious flank had turned fully crimson, how her tender hole had basically turned to soapy ruin, and mostly amorous of all, how her pink rear hole was yet to close despite Alexander having taken his fist back for a while.
He could even see how her internal walls were twitching and moving there, while a lewd, concentrated smell of Lady Nanazin's body odor still diffused from there.
If Alexander had the energy, he would have surely taken that other tunnel for a spin.
For now though, he simply lay there slumped in his bed with droopy eyes, as he soon felt Lady Nanazin stir, at last getting off him.
The large butt parting ways meant Alexander could finally let his tired little brother get some fresh air, while soon as she disconnected, Lady Nanazin placed one of her hands over her stretched snatch, undoubtedly to try and stop any further spillage of the creamy gift.
Alexander had really done a number on her there and like her rear hole, the tired lady had trouble momentarily clamping it tight enough.
She then wobbled unsteadily to her feet, before silently getting down from the bed and reaching for the nearby chamberpot.
She really needed to go. In fact, if not for her last sliver of willpower, she might have already wetted the bed. A few drops had already leaked when she came just now.
But she managed to hold back the rest, feeling she was not ready for that kind of high level of play yet. She at least had that little bit of shame left in her.
Hence Lady Nanazin dragged her banged and battered body to the 'washroom' even though each step caused immense pain to streak through her overworked thighs, her groin to ache like crazy for both her passageways felt incredibly sore, and most of all her luscious butt felt like it was on absolutely on fire, like she had been stung by a million bees.
Alexander silently watched the naked lady slowly saunter her way to the nearby pot, hand still over her crotch and her reddened rear slowly swaying in the air, before she squatted down and slowly removed her cover, finally emptying herself.
But at the end of the day, this all became just a fleeting moment.
Tempting as it might have been to aim his little brother and give Lady Nanazin another reward for her efforts, this was hardly the appropriate time or place.
Such a thing would surely create too much of a mess around and she would definitely have to take a bath afterwards unless she wanted to stink like hell. Which, being the middle of winter, would be too big a hassle.
She might even fall ill, replacing him in the bed.
Thus Alexander decided to last aim his hose down on the pot instead, and as he let out his warm stream, he suddenly felt Lady Nanazin's scalding gaze descend right over it like she was observing every minute detail of the organ with the utmost curiosity, memorizing every tiny nook of it.
The scrutiny felt like Lady Nanazin was burning a hole into him.
Thus it came as quite a relief when Alexander's tank emptied out, and after quickly wiping himself down with a special linen cloth, he was back in his bed.
He was naturally accompanied by the curvy lady, who lay face to face, and without any warning,
*Chuppppp*, let her plump lips crash into him, flattening them against his and sending her tongue deep into his mouth.
In this session, they had done almost everything except a simple kiss. And it seemed Lady Nanazin was determined to get that done too, as squeezing herself closer to the point her abundant breasts crushed into Alexander's chiseled chest, she sucked and sucked him, drinking every bit of the man's saliva.
It was so tasty for her.
Alexander too did not dislike this arrangement, and especially found the soft mountain of flesh pleasantly cool, with the lady's soft areolas softly gliding over him, her nipples had already slipped back into slumber.
He could even feel the lady's quickened heartbeat.
So he reciprocated it, wrapping the lady closely in his arms and interlocking their limbs so that they almost became one.
And when Alexander began to caress all over her body, she felt as if all her fatigue was being washed away, its effect reaching its peak when they went over her large reached her ripe butt, Lady Nanazin purred.
She also wanted to say a of lot things to Alexander as they cuddled- such as just how worried she had been worried for him or how good the sex just now had been, or even how next time she wanted the same thing but with her ass.
However, she found her throat too croaked and her body too tired as the exhaustion of the past two days began to catch up to her.
Her eyes would begin to feel increasingly heavy and when Alexander covered themselves in a thick blanket, the cold winter atmosphere creating the perfect, cozy little bubble, she could only helplessly slip away into a deep slumber.