Not that she has much of a catalog of erotic encounters, but at that moment, the feeling of his hot seed splashing against her is the single most erotic thing she can imagine. But she wants more still--so when she feels the shot glass press into her lip her mouth opens obligingly. As the sweet taste of apple floods her senses once more, her glassy eyes meet his.

"Please," she whispers as she gulps down the liquid, panting. "I need you inside."