"Another round?" Terry laughs, "What is it with you men? Pro sports are as extinct as Mammoths, and yet you still use the language."
You stir your cock inside her, rotating your hips to attempt to stimulate her again. "Is that a no?" You ask.
"Yeah... I'm gonna be sore as it it." She smiles, kissing again with a light touch of the lips. "But thank you. I needed that."
She pulls her hips away from you, and your still throbbing erection slips from her. You're still rock hard, and your cock is soaked with the mixture of your juices. You slide your hand down to rub it gently, feeling her lubrication on you.
Terry snuggles against you, her nude form warm and inviting. She looks directly into your eyes and grins a rather goofy expression.
"I uh... Oh man, now I WANT to do that "don be touchin my man" shit..." she lapses into the Jerry Springer style speech, before laughing again.
"You're forgiven. Three Cunnalinga Marias." You snicker the last part out, hugging her tightly.
"What?" She asks with a blank expression.
"Eat out three girls..." You state with an equally flat expression.
The two of you stare at each other for a moment, before bursting into peals of laughter. The sex was so good, and the closeness so real. After everything that you've been through in the last few days, it feels good to just be with someone again.
"You're sick. Sick and perverted." Terry admonishes, a huge grin on her features.
"Guilty." You laugh, before running your fingers through her hair. The heat of her body against you and her soft rythmic breathing slowly lull you to sleep, despite the erection.
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