Well earned sleep!

You sleep for several hours before waking in the middle of the night with a stonker pushing up the bed sheets.

Hard again! Wow, even you are surprised by your virility. Fuck it! You think, and start to pull yourself off as you imagine pummeling Mrs B's big wet meaty cavern, and hammering Mirry's yoga toned asshole, and then plundering Amy's tight little virgin pocket, soon it's too much and you're cumming again!

You look around for some tissues before the white eruption, but there is nothing! Her room is all white and frilly and pristine so you'd feel bad making a sticky mess... then you see the bottle of Irish Cream you gave to Amy tucked in the bedside cabinet alcove.

It's already been opened, Amy must have had a sneaky tot before dinner which would explain her behaviour earlier.

With no other choice you quickly unscrew the top, angle your hard dick at the entrance of the bottle as best you can, then picturing Amy's cute face screwed up in pleasured pain as you pound her pussy you finally spurt your jizz inside the almost full bottle of creamy liquor.

Replacing the bottle, you lay back and fall into a deep content sleep excited about what the following days may contain...