The storm outside hadn't let up, rain hammering the windows, thunder rumbling like it was cheering us on. Six hours of this—six fucking hours of pounding, fingering, sucking, with long breaks to catch my breath since my Libido skill wasn't maxed out yet. But shit, I was impressed with myself.
Jasmine laughed from the counter, her voice hoarse but playful. "Look at you, Evan, fucked us all to pieces," she said, swinging her legs, cum still dripping from her pussy. "My ass is still tingling from your fingers, and my pussy's a mess. You're a fucking machine."
Tessa lifted her head from the couch, her face flushed, hair sticking to her cheek. "Goddamn, magic boy," she murmured, rolling onto her side, her pussy still glistening with my cum from earlier. "You filled me up, then Kim—bet you're still hard under all that sweat."
