Freya exploded on command, as soon as he said it. She knew this was her reward for obeying him. This was why she was a switch because this type of reward was the best kind, as he kept pounding into her and she took him with her rolling onto her back and squeezing his cock as much as she could.
She wanted to make him explode.
His hot come all over her stomach and on her cheek, were medals on her flesh. She rubbed his arm, as he bent to kiss her and they both rubbed his sweet come over her skin.
They were both rewarded for their pleasure.
Later, sitting in the chair together, Nick had his arm about her waist. Freya wore a thin black shift that was almost as fragile as the set she had just worn. Nick kissed her ear, her throat and the skin between her collarbone and breasts. He whispered sweet nothings so saccharine that she began to experience sub-space like a sugar coma. Nick was taking care of her, he always supported her performances.
He would probably demand an encore of what she just did for him, and she was more than ready for the challenge!