The girls leave.

With a weary groan you pull out of Irina's battered cunt, seeing your hot cream ooze out of her as she whimpers happily. You stand on wobbly legs, glancing around the room and noticing both Mason and Julia are missing, the other three purring as they cuddle happily on the floor. A moment later Julia bounces down the stairs, her ripe tits jiggling delightfully.

"I put Mr. Carter to bed," she giggles. "We wore him out, the poor man."

"You pretty much wore me out too," you groan.

"And me too," Irina moans, sliding to her knees. "You made me an animal...a bitch animal...so terrible a man you are."

"You loved it Irina," Dallas giggles. "You were whining like a horny dog."

"A horny bitch," Deandre laughs, clapping her hands. "I wish I'd recorded it."

"Oh that would have been so fun!" Millie squeaks. "You should have seen yourself Irina."

"You were the squealing bitches earlier," the Russian snorts as she pants delightfully, her breasts heaving. "While Mr. Carter and Coach Watts were fucking you....all of you squealing...." She reaches a hand out and strokes your leg, looking up at you happily. "I am so fully fucked and content," she adds with a sigh as she slowly gets to her feet. "Now we should leave our two bulls to rest. So powerful they are," she murmurs.

"Mmmm. you were both so good," Julia purrs, cupping her full breasts and smiling happily. "Irina's right, we should go. Let's get it together ladies. I'm sure there will be other chances to play. Right Coach?"

"No doubt about it," you say with a smile. "You better get dressed and get going. I need a shower."

"You have to wash the pussy off you," Millie giggles happily.

"And we have to wash the cock off of us," Dallas laughs. "We could shower together coach!"

"That will not get us cleaner," Irina says with a throaty moan as she starts to pull her clothes on. "It will just get us fucked again."

"That's the whole point," Dallas giggles. "Getting fucked is so fun!"

"You've been fucked, you greedy brat," you laugh. "Give a man a chance to recover." Dallas sticks her lower lip out, pouting cutely as the other girls giggle at her.

In a few minutes the five of them are dressed and out the door, chattering and laughing softly and giving you little waves and smiles of goodbye before shutting the door.

Sighing you head up the stairs and pour yourself into a hot shower, letting the water wash away the evidence of your orgy, then turning the tap to stinging cold to wake you up. Rubbing yourself roughly with a towel you're suddenly ravenously hungry and unable to think of anything else but dinner. You check on Mason but he is dead to the world, snoring softly as he sleeps. Deciding to let him rest, you dress quickly and head for the dining hall.