The king-sized bed was a tangle of warm limbs and flushed skin, the sheets long since kicked to the floor.
Davi lounged at the center like an emperor, his muscular frame glistening with a sheen of sweat and the remnants of their earlier activities. His thick cock, still half-hard from relentless use.
"Mmm… that was good," Luna murmured weakly, drifting off to sleep.
"I'm exhausted," Davi admitted, feeling Alexia's gentle massage on his thigh. After so much action, even if he tried, he wouldn't be able to get hard again.
"Getting worn out from fucking so many girls is quite the privilege, you know," Sophia teased with a provocative tone. Her hand slowly trailed over his chest, down to his cock. But even after massaging it, there was no response.
The blonde didn't complain, simply accepting it as natural, and snuggled against Davi's chest.
