I finally fell asleep hugging Lois tightly, my strong arms wrapped around her sweat-soaked, fishnet-covered body. Her face was once again covered with the slutty mask, hiding her identity as she nestled against my chest, her womb still full of my thick cum and piss.
When I woke up, bright daylight was streaming through the windows. It was already the next day. The woman in my arms — Lois — was also awake, her masked face turned toward me, breathing softly. Her body was sore and marked, thighs sticky with dried cum and piss.
She noticed me looking at her and let out a soft, tired giggle. "You don't know how to pity a woman, do you… such a bull… My poor pussy and asshole feel like they've been fucked by a horse all night."
I pretended to be ashamed, lowering my eyes. "I am sorry… Madam…"
