Catherine.

"I'll get it," I said as I rolled off the bed.

Susan nodded in her sleep.

I went to the ensuite bathroom to grab a towel to hide my flaccid cock, just in case it was a neighbor complaining about the noise we were making. Luckily it was Catherine.

"Hi, Mike," the blonde beauty smirked when she noticed the towel wrapped around me. "I hope you're hungry!" She lifted up the take-out bags.

I stepped aside to let her in. "God yes, after having sex all day!"

"The day isn't over yet," she giggled, sashaying her wide hips as she headed to the kitchen with the food.

"I'll get Susan," I said but before I could even take a step on the stairs Susan was already making her way down, albeit holding onto the railing because her legs were a bit wobbly (did I fuck her that hard?).

"I smell real Chinese food!" she cheer as we walked to the kitchen.

"I asked Deb what's your favourite restaurant and it was a bit out of the way from work but I think it'll be worth it!" Catherine smiled while she laid out the food on the table.

"I'm impressed you knew what to order," Susan noted at the various dishes.

"I didn't. I had the waitress suggest what to get after she laughed when I asked for chicken balls," Catherine giggled.

"Thank you, Cat, for ordering the food!" Susan smiled. "Let's eat!"

We all sat down and had Susan tell us the Chinese names of the dishes and we agreed that the authentic dishes were much better than the stuff catered to American tastebuds.

"I hope you're not too full," Catherine smirked at me as we cleared the table, "because I still need you to try to knock me up tonight!"

"I think I recoup my energy to take on both of you girls!" I chuckled, going over to the pantry to grab more sport drinks.

"At the same time or tag-team?" Susan asked Catherine.

"We can decide in the shower," I suggested.