The room was thick with the heavy, musky scent of prolonged sex, sweat, cum, and the raw heat of bodies that had long since lost count of hours.
In the center lay Shin, sprawled on his back, chest rising and falling in deep, uneven breaths. He stared up at the ceiling with unfocused eyes, too spent to move or speak, only the occasional low groan escaping him when one of the women shifted against his body.
To his left, Yumemi was barely conscious. The pink-haired girl had collapsed face-down beside him, her voluptuous body trembling with residual aftershocks.
Her enormous breasts were mashed against the mattress, nipples still painfully erect. Her thick thighs quivered, ass cheeks flushed red from endless spanking. And, of course, her pussy was visibly swollen, gaping slightly, and leaking a slow, steady trickle of mixed fluids down her inner thighs onto the sheets.
"More… can't… too much… oni-chan…" she mumbled incomprehensible words. "I think you made me addicted to sex… hehe."
