Baracoa, Cuba
Carla’s last stand.
Him (playfully): “I feel you tightening up again, Carlita! You’re gonna do it again!”

Her (excited but tired): “I don’t know if I can do it again, but you are … making meeeeeeeeeeeee!!!”
Her face contorts and her mouth opens after that to a wordless “O”. She huffs through about 40 seconds of cunt spasms and pure bliss.
Her body then becomes lax as putty and heavy as lead.
This particular sex contest has gone on for days - through more cumms than either expected.
She slides down to her pillow uttering: “You win Miguel, you win.”
She shuts her eyes.
After three years, the sexual hurricane of this part of the country has been quieted by an even greater force. A new champ is made.