"Please... let me rest..." pleaded Lysandra, exhausted and worn out. They had completely underestimated Anthony's endurance. They had been together all night and all morning, and now they found themselves in the bathroom, both submerged in the bathtub.
"I'm sorry, dear, just a little longer," said Anthony with a perverted smile, as he held Lysandra against the wall. His younger brother didn't stop moving inside Lysandra's younger sister. It was an overwhelming and very tight heat, and obscene sounds resonated in the air as the water fell over them.
Lysandra's eyes filled with satisfaction and rolled back as she felt Anthony go very deep, brushing against her uterus. Her body trembled and she reached climax once again. Anthony took her hands and continued moving his hips with more force. A weak growl escaped Anthony's lips as he penetrated deeply, filling Lysandra's insides for the seventh time. She let out a satisfied moan as her body weakened.
