6
Roark
“Wake up, gara. I haven’t worn you out that much, hmm?” I lie down beside Natalie and was propped up on my elbow, gazing at her. She was beautiful in her sleep, especially since I knew the reason for her weariness. I’d done this to her. I’d worn her out with too many orgasms. Too much f*****g.
I’d never gone twice like that before, but when I’d come the first time, my c**k just wasn’t done. It didn’t soften, not even a little bit, not even after filling her to the brim with seed. My c**k wanted more and so I’d flipped her over and had her again.
I nuzzled my nose down her long neck, breathing in her personal scent and the musky aroma of f*****g. She murmured and tilted her head for me to continue, but didn’t awaken.
“How have you done it?” I murmured aloud, speaking to Natalie
