Snow Bunny Laura Pt. 04

Continuing from part three... It's just after 3am as we leave Thomas and Helen. We make our way back to our room without speaking but holding each other as we walked. I lie naked on the bed staring at the ceiling as Wendy showers. I keep replaying what has just happened over and over in my head. Even in my physically and mentally exhausted state, my cock grows strong and hard, as hard as I have ever been it seems. I stroke myself to orgasm, spilling my seed over my stomach as the shower turns off. Wendy walks in with just a towel wrapped around her luscious body. "Did you really just cum again?" "Yes, I can't stop getting hard." "I know what you mean, do you think there was something in that drink Helen made?" "I'm not sure but if there was, it is really good stuff." "I know, even though I'm exhausted I feel like I could fuck forever." "We need to get some sleep and I need a shower." I head into the bathroom

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