Nope, voice mail.

After ringing for a bit, Katie's bubbly voice answered:

"Hiya, you've reached my voice mail. That means I'm either at work, in the gym or I just don't want to talk to you. But that might change once you leave a message. Buh-bye!"

Frustrated, Sarah almost cut the line, but thought better and left a voice mail about wanting to see Katie as soon as possible. Of course, Sarah also alluded to the double surprise she had in stock for her. But for now, she could take the time to clean up herself and some of the messes she had made. Her mess of a brother could take care of himself. Still naked, twin dicks slapping into each other and into her thighs, she set out to get cleaning supplies. The mess of cum on her floor threatened to stain or warp the hardwood floors if she left it where it was.

Adam was still lying in the hallway, murmuring happily, cum leaking from his privates. The sight if his thoroughly abused, juicy butt made Sarah's dicks twitch and rub against each other, but they still wouldn't get hard. It seemed after the long string of orgasms, she had finally been hit with a refractory period. After she gave her room a proper cleaning in her birthday suit, Sarah took a shower - but even lathering up her pricks only brought her to half chub at most.

As she exited the bathroom, Adam stood before her, looking at her crotch with longing.

"Sorry, slutboy, I'm done for today. You're gonna have to help yourself."