Andrew is still hard.

"I'm still hard, Faith," Andrew said trying to make her feel better.

Faith looked at the the fat cock between his legs to see that it was, surprisingly, still completly erect. "You're not kidding," Faith said as she reached up to grab it. Giving it a squeeze, Faith felt that it was rock hard, even after shooting that huge load on her. "Did you cast some sort of spell on yourself?"

"No," Andrew said with a smile, "I've always been like this. It stays hard for at least an hour once it starts, no matter how many times I cum." It was a lie, but Faith didn't have to know that he had cast a spell on himself over a year ago and it hadn't worn off yet.

"We'll have to see about that," Faith said as she continued to eye his cock. Her hand was slowly stroking him as she asked, "What's the most number of times that you've cum with one hard-on?"

"Six, I think," he said.

"Well, let's try to set a record tonight." Faith pushed Andrew back so he fell onto the bed, his cock pointed at the ceiling. She quickly pulled her wife-beater off, releasing her beautiful pert breasts and wiped the load of cum from her face.

Andrew watched her tits jiggle as she yanked off his pants and wondered what she had in store for him.