Laying down covered in sweat and bodily fluids, Cain felt more alive than he had ever felt his entire life.
With his most recent physical liberation, the sensations were raised to a hundred, making it feel even better than the first and second time he had had sex.
"You were too rough." A voice whispered lazily from his side.
A small smile crept onto his lips.
"Are you sure? You seemed into it a moment ago."
Susan rolled her eyes,
"I did not."
"Should we try again?" Cain said, hand already reaching down.
Susan clasped her thighs around the mischievous hand and shook her head,
"We've been at it all morning."
Cain's eyes widened as he sat up,
"It's been that long already?"
Susan sat up as well. Without thinking much about it, she leaned in and gave him a pack on the cheek.
Cain was taken aback.
Her cheeks flushed, she gave him a smile.
A genuine smile.
Cain swallowed hard. Then he shook his head.
He suddenly remembered something,
