He fell asleep

"Zzz..."

You're in disbelief. Is he... snoring? Directly into your ear no less. His entire weight is pressing down on you, with no support whatsoever from him now.

You try your hardest to push him off, but the tears and shock of the experience you've just been through have left you physically drained. You just about manage to slide your upper body across the sofa away from him, but there's no way you can muster the strength to lift his hips away from yours, to free yourself from where you're both... ugh... still joined.

You hug yourself tightly. It only makes you feel worse. It makes you think of home. You want to curl up in your mother's arms and cry into her shoulder, while she strokes your hair and tells you it'll be okay. You need your dad's passion, whose willingness to move heaven & earth for you always made you feel like hopelessness was impossible.

They've always been there for you, through all the bad times in your life. Such trivial times they seem like now though. Tonight has been worse than every single bad moment in your previous life combined, and you have to deal with it completely alone...

Your tears show no signs of slowing down, but maybe in your exhaustion you can at least cry yourself to sleep. You lean back into the sofa, and try to block out the fact that you're currently trapped beneath your ****, with his millions of future children fighting for dominance inside you, kept inside you by his softened dick which you can still feel plugging you up.