Anna collapses onto her stomach. Bruce sits on the bed next to her.
“You have made 5 men cum tonight,” he whispers to her.
“No, I have made 6 men cum tonight,” she says, playfully stroking his hard cock.
He groans because he doesn’t want her stop but she has to. He begrudgingly pulls her hand from around his shaft. “You have 4 men and your lady friend left. Do you need a break or should I tell them to continue?”
“I need a break. That last one was…” her statement transforms from words into a moan and a lip bite. She looks over at the man who had just finished inside of her and smile at him. “It takes a lot to wear me out like you just did. I hope it was worth your investment,” she winks at him then looks back at Bruce. She reaches up to stroke his face, assuring him that she remembers who she belongs to.
“Every penny for both me and my boy,” the man smiles back. “All four of my sons have popped their cherry at Paradise on gala night. It’s tradition. And always with the best fuck on the market. Tonight Wyatt said that was you. And goddamn that cowboy wasn’t kidding around.”