068. Comparison (1)

It had been about two weeks since that messy bout of sex.

I could leisurely enjoy days that were uneventful but fulfilling.

Doing it every day would obviously wear us out, so we did it once every two or three days.

Instead, whenever we did it, we made it long and sloppy.

Several times.

Thick, sticky sex until her uterus was full of semen.

“Sit down. Don’t let your legs give out.”

“…Whose fault do you think that is, idiot.”

“It’s been an hour since we did it, and you’re still like that?”

“You did it while you were washing too…!”...