The scene before me is so surreal that I'm at a loss for words to properly describe it.
Lana and Alvida are asleep on the bed, sleep masks covering their faces, their mouths slightly open as they breathe heavily, trying to recover. But that's not the true masterpiece. The real art is how they're positioned—their backs arched, exposing their dripping pussies, still leaking with my semen.
Alvida's body trembles slightly, the aftershocks of micro-orgasms rippling through her, the aftermath of the intense session we just had.
As for the milk I collected from them, I mistakenly mixed it together. Despite the error, it didn't look bad, and I managed to fill almost a full jar.
I place the jar aside and glance at the girls again, wondering if I really did manage to be with women like these.
'I remember a time, in my past life, when I had no pussy.'
