Amulet/Rest
From Torg Adventure
"I have some cleaning to do," announced Louise, the maid. She got up from the couch, retrieved her clothing, and got dressed. She hurried into the kitchen.
"You look over the estimate and give me a call," said the black roofer, zipping his fly. He walked out of the room.
"The plowing is finished, and I need to go home," the gardener said wearily. He dressed and left.
Just Ben, Jennifer and Mrs. Rayburn remained, all exhausted from their escapades. Mrs. Rayburn was leaking cum from three holes. Jennifer was a pile of limbs on the couch, recovering her breath. Ben was extremely satisfied, yet could barely move.
"Let's head to bed. We have a busy day tomorrow," Ben said, just a hint of commanding wish behind it. It would be very busy if he had any say, and he did. He got up off the couch slowly, picking up his clothes as he went. Jennifer was the next to rouse, and Mrs. Rayburn followed close behind. She had a big happy grin on her face, but she was obviously tired. She walked with pronounced bowed legs and a ginger step. Their tits wobbled as they walked.
Ben mentally ensured the bed in Mrs. Rayburn's room was big enough for the three of them, and when he reached the bedroom, flopped down in the middle. Jennifer and Mrs. Rayburn curled up on either side of him, cuddling his body between theirs. Jennifer idly toyed with his nipples, and Mrs. Rayburn fondled his cock. Ben petted their hair.
They were all asleep in five minutes.
The next day or later that night?
