"Yes but..."

"Yes," you grin, "but I need to get hard again."

"I can take care of that," Camila giggles and playfully squeezes your cock again.

"After we take a break?" you ask, reluctantly pulling out and rolling off of her.

"Sure, we should hydrate too," she smiles as she rubs her wet reddened labia. "It's been a long time since I worked up a sweat having sex. Most guys just cum once and that's it!"

You are surprised yourself that you have managed to cum multiple times but you think that its your primitive lizard brain's primal drive to reproduce that is unconsciously renewing your sexual vigor -- when are you going to have another opportunity with a hot, curvy girl with big tits who wants to be fucked non-stop?

"So what do you do when you're not having sex?" you ask, staring at the ceiling as you catch your breath.

"Not much!" she laughs. "Seriously though, I'm a market research analyst for a local tech company. It's as boring as it sounds -- lots of number crunching, meetings, spreadsheets, graphs, and more meetings!

She then looks at you, "What about you?"

You tell her about your job and despite thinking your boss is an idiot you like the place.

"The things we do for money, huh?" Camila sighs but then she giggles. "Well, I'm doing this for the sex!"

"I still owe you a hundred and fifty, right?" you wonder.

"Yes, that's beer and condom money!" she smiles as she gets up. "Let's get a drink!"

You roll off the bed and follow her to the kitchen to get some much needed water to quench your thrist.