He remained inside of her for a moment as the aftershocks shuddered through her and she was shaking as he slowly pulled out of her with a wet plop. She felt him push the plug back into her, enlarging it slightly as it sealed his ejaculate inside of her. She whimpered at the sensation and then there was nothing – cool air brushed across her sweat-coated flesh as he opened the door and closed it behind him. She was alone, again. She shivered at the wet sensation of the plug inside of her – while the bench took care of any waste her body might have produced, her rectum felt full with the combined sensation of the semen he had left behind and the firm plug he’d stuck back into her. Her labia pulsed with blood flow as the entire area felt overly sensitised. She couldn’t believe how incredible that orgasm had been – her most powerful fantasies and masturbation sessions hadn’t held a candle to the sensation she felt coursing through her body as he pummeled her. And that was just halfway, she remembered. He’d stroked and fingered her, but he had yet to penetrate her vagina. And then apparently he would take her again and mark her skin with his seed. 