Jake struggled to his feet, his legs wobbling as he rose from the couch.
"Goddamn, how are you that good at sucking? You could've been the god of fellatio or some shit," Jake mumbled, fumbling with his belt to buckle his pants.
"No way I'm banging again today," he declared, stumbling toward his room.
"Waaah, I thought we agreed we would keep the fun going!" Zagrath called after him, her voice light and teasing as she chased him down.
"Beg me," Jake tossed back with a creepy, sly grin as he shuffled away.
"To think he still has sex on his brain after all that?" Amber muttered, shooting a glance at Zamira before shaking her head in disbelief.
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The next morning, Jake stirred awake, a slick, wet sensation enveloping his shaft. He glanced down to see Zagrath, stark naked, on all fours, her mouth working him expertly. Her tits swayed with each bob of her head, her back arched, raising her fine ass, though it was just out of his line of sight.
