It's probably for the best that he doesn't stop, because she didn't actually want him to stop. She was... overwhelmed, to put it lightly. The slowed pace afterward is welcome, but forces pleasures even more intense than before through her body. She tenses, her whole body shivering for several long moments as he keeps pushing deeper. In a few moments that tentacle of his won't have any space left in her cunt, and that's likely exactly what his goal was.

She has no illusions about how big he's made her, how much of his spunk he's filled her with. She knows all too well, and his constant movements remind her of it without fail. When he turns his attention back to her cock, she can't stop a deep moan from slipping out. Her own tongue falls free of her mouth as she gasps and pants. Gods. He hasn't let her rest, and every touch he makes is electric, there isn't a single part of her that isn't overstimulated from all of this. To make it worse, she can feel her muscles tensing and clenching again, her cunt desperately squeezing at his tentacle as she starts building up to yet another climax. Now after the first two, the rest are like dominoes.