Chapter 9

If that wasn’t the fieriest passion he had ever shared with a woman. God! He wanted to get lost in her as he cummed pretty quickly in her pussy.

In exhaustion and rewarding weakness, he lay against her soft and homely boobs - enjoying every scent and texture.

“Babe, you are like freshly baked apple pies. You were both an angel and a whore in bed. I like that. I feared you’d be uptight, conventional, and dull.”

“And now you are resting on my plum raspberries,” Quinn said referring to her boobs which he used as a pillow for his head.

“Your boobs bring me back to life and it’s entertaining to watch how they respect Daddy when he holds them.”

Rowan swooned.

“Do you think we should go another round?” Quinn bellowed, her hand playing with his chest region.

“Oh no. You have drained me.”

“Then I could pour some water into you if you feel drained.”

“Water from where?”

“A second round of fellatio, Rowan.”

“Oh no. My dick is sensitive to touch. Quinn let’s take a rest and just cuddle.”

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