Anything For You

Well, leaving aside how I'm going to sleep in the same bed with squirters as my partners, as I'm pretty sure that with a little playing around and cuddling, they'd make the clean sheets into a viscous tarp that's impossible to sleep on, I should first try to wake Camila, who was lying back on me without an ounce of energy, while looking at the ceiling in a starry daze with her mouth parted. 

She was so out of it that she didn't even care or notice that her plump breasts were out in the open for me to admire their sheer size and elasticity, which made them bounce around whenever she spasmed. And also her rock-hard nipples, which looked like they were tired of being abused and just wanted to sink back into her wide areolas and take some rest. And as much as I wanted to grope her exposed chest, which looked so soft, and gently play with her nipples, I didn't dare to do anything with a woman who was barely conscious and was currently in a world of her own.