When the sun eventually filtered through the curtains to bathe our bed in gold, I was relishing the softness of the mattress, embrace of the sheets and the cool, crisp taste of morning air that didn't feel stifling to awaken too.
The room was a nice, livable temperature that didn't have me sweating simply for existing, and as I sat up with a long, telling yawn I couldn't help but smile as I looked on either side of myself; draped across the bed was Jahi, the Demoness snoring softly as she took up as much of the bed as she could, while Anput was curled into a tight ball as she hugged a pillow to her chest.
Both were almost glowing beneath the morning light, and both were hard as a rock as they dreamed about what happened last night; for me, I was already warming up as my pussy yearned to swallow them down yet again to replace the thick, sticky loads that had trickled out of me overnight.
