When her physical and vocal pyrotechnics slowly subsided, the huge invading phallus, which had remained still, lodged deep inside her, drew back, pulling half its length from the taut sleeve of her sex, making her gasp weakly at the renewed stimulation of her over-worked nerves.

"Did you come? Just now?"

Tremors still ran through her body and she could not reply, her breathing a ragged effort, her blue eyes shining wet, struggling to focus, much like her mind, seizing on the force-field shapes for support, both mentally and physically, one thing aiding the other.