Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha.
Lucy and her sister Anna were panting, catching their breath as Klaus stood just at the edge of the bed, looking at the tired, sweaty, and oiled bodies.
It was 7 a.m. the next day, and while everyone was already up—some swimming, some chatting among themselves—Lucy and her sister were panting from all six rounds they each received from the Paragon.
Klaus made sure he kept his promise of making today a memorable one, so the sex was just as he had promised, and the two ladies could see and feel that.
"How are you still standing?" Anna asked, looking at the naked Paragon still standing hard, ready to go another 15 rounds. She just doesn't understand how Klaus could still remain standing after going six rounds each with them.
"I am what you call the perfect man. I can't in good conscience tire while my wives are still craving me," Klaus shamelessly smiled, causing Lucy and her sister to blush.
They feel happy hearing his words.
"You did well, Husband."
