Some unknown time later.
In a certain room, three figures lay on a wide and luxurious bed.
In between the two naked women was a naked man. He had his face sandwiched between the big bosoms of a voluptuous woman beside him, his arms wrapped around her. However, it didn't seem like the man was engaging in carnal acts but was sleeping instead, his small breaths falling on the woman's cleavage ever so lightly but she didn't react, also sleeping.
At this moment, the man's eyelids flickered before it shot open and what greeted his sight was two supple peaks sandwiching his cheeks while his sense of smell picked up a familiar fragrance that he craved. His lower body instinctively reacted and even with the relief after the exhaustion. Combined with the phenomenon of morning wood, his thing stood tall as a pillar, poking at a certain entrance.
But at this moment, the man became stiff, noticing that there was another woman holding him from behind.