When she woke up again, she was already in a big, soft bed at home.
Lying next to the equally naked man, looking at a light red mark on his fine chest, Nancy's face was hot.
Is she really ... that good? Surprisingly, she scratched out so many red marks.
And ... it seemed like she had been fucked by him to the point of incontinence, peeing so much ...
Nancy swallowed her saliva, and her eyes moved down, landing on the big meat stick that had fucked her so much that it was still soft and flaccid to stay at the moment, not at all as hard as it was when he had fucked her.
"Awake?"
As soon as Michael opened his eyes he saw Nancy staring at his lower half in fascination and gagging.
"Want another meat stick?"
"No ... no.
Nancy shook her head back and forth, hugging the covers and arching into his arms, pressing her flesh against his.
"I ... know it's wrong."
Michael rubbed her messy hair and held her close.
