Chapitre 895: This question is bullshit [2/2]

The hut we were in had excellent insulation. The bale mountains were quite windy, but none of my bodies felt the draft. And unlike what Robyn first assumed; it was well ventilated. The fishy smell of our love cocktails didn't linger in the room but quickly dissipated.

For a makeshift shack from lit materials, it was an incredibly effective structure. The girls and I quickly invoked {Rewind} to cleanse our bodies of sweat. I found it quite a waste, but the girls all promised they would do as I wanted when we get home to America.

When I came out, I saw Amari and Mia with flush faces, "You perverted wankers! Just how many times do you have t-to d-do it before you are satisfied!" the woman scolded complete with finger pointing.

"Why are you getting angry at me bitch? Your lover is beside you. Ride him till you go stupid if you are jealous," I snapped.