Cool down

Aaron took a few minutes to cool down. The heat had gotten to him and he ended up going harder than necessary.

'Deep breaths, deep breaths.' Aaron really felt that Ivy did something to him. With Cassandra, sure, he could sometimes be rough but not like this. Degrading women, calling them whores and cum dumpsters, those things had never been in his vocabulary. 'I need to calm down. Tanya already gave me oral, I should control my libido.'

In spite of his rational side, Aaron's dick couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. Vicki was fragile and weak. Three rounds was her limit, it seemed. It was the same with Tanya. One creampie and they were finished. Ordinary women just didn't cut it for him. 'Man, I'd love to fuck Harley and Cass again…they can go for so many rounds...'

The former was impossible, unfortunately, and the latter wasn't in the right state of mind. He wasn't going to ask Cassandra to fuck when she was having a crisis regarding her parents and her life's work. That would be weird. His eyes were too acute not to notice the potential **** and sorrow, even in the middle of fucking–especially in the middle of fucking. Overall, blowing Cassandra's mind while Gotham City was in jeopardy wasn't a smart idea.