Having been shot full of cum Nancy finally couldn't hold out any longer and flopped softly onto the bed.
Her gaping hole was still gulping cum, wetting the roots of her thighs in an erotic and lascivious way.
Michael was rubbing her little, pink, slapped arse as he had been doing, easing her discomfort.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door outside.
"President, are you there? I have something to report."
It was the voice of Evline, the treasurer.
...
Nancy didn't want to care about the knocking right now, she was lying there motionless like a wilting rabbit, and nothing moved to attract her attention.
Michael was also naked at the moment, his clothes had long been strewn all over the floor, fresh from his release, and he didn't want to meet anyone unimportant.
