It didn't occur to me that he had so much stamina. He and "I" did it four times before stopping. From the looks of it, he had fallen asleep with "me" and we were hugging each other.

Soon, his breathing became even, and he even began to snore. I finally dared to move. I gently pulled out the bathrobe of which he'd made a mess with his sperm and pretended to throw it casually on the floor. I crawled under the covers and wrapped them tightly around myself.

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