Stan remained buried deep inside Maya for a long moment, both of them breathing hard, the last pulses of his release still warm within her. Maya's body was soft and pliant against his chest, her heartbeat fluttering against his.
Sophie shifted closer on the bed, still flushed and glowing, and reached out to brush a strand of hair from Maya's damp cheek.
Maya was the first to speak, her voice a lazy, satisfied murmur against Stan's neck. "Do you have any idea, that you have the stamina of a complete monster?"
Sophie let out a soft, breathless laugh of agreement. "She's right. Three times and you're still hard. Most men would be unconscious by now. You're ridiculous."
Stan's chest rumbled with a low, unrepentant laugh.
He gave Maya's ass one last lazy squeeze before finally easing out of her, a thick trail of cum following. "What can I say? Good company brings out the best in me."
