Sequel: Chapter 28

Hernandez P.O.V

What's more glorifying than hot sex with a woman? Nothing, absolutely nothing, and I repeat it for the umpteenth time, absolutely nothing.

Staring at the maiden as she slept, I figured out what a machine she was. This girl was the type that could go twenty rounds and wouldn't stop.

A man has to do what he has to do to keep the pussy fire, but then a man ought to understand that his body is not a machine, and it needs to rest.

I began to ponder how many gallons of sperm I had poured into this girl's body. I wasn't scared of the pregnancy type of shit, and I knew that she was wise enough to get herself clean.

Turning around, I noticed my phone beeped, and I stretched forth to pick it up. It was a message from an anonymous contact.