When Khalifa woke up the next day, she was absolutely sticky.
And don't even mention her mouth, which was more than a bit sore.
When she told them they could have as many blowjobs they want, she did not mean THAT much.
She swore... she wouldn't do blowjobs for a while!
Also—she frowned at her sticky body—they obviously washed her after sex, but what was this?
She then recalled that wet dream she had in the middle of the night when someone started pumping her, then another pair of hands followed.
It didn't take long for her holes to be filled. They poured on her like there was a competition they depended their life on.
In retrospect, that was probably not a dream.
And looking at the poor state of her waist, they must've been so spent they didn't have the strength to wash her after!!
Jerks.
"I want to take a bath..." She mumbled, feeling uncomfortable.
