After I finished cumming, I collapsed to the side on the frigid, unyielding ground, clutching my mother's body tightly in my arms. Her body lay still, now unconscious, likely overwhelmed by the thrill that surpassed any sensation she had ever felt in her life prior to meeting me, rivalling even the euphoria I had granted upon her just yesterday.
Regardless, I heaved a resigned sigh, acknowledging the fact that it might take a while for the women of this world to adapt to my advanced unconventional sexual techniques.
I gently spun her body around and drew her near, her head resting against my chest as her calm breathing brushed against my chest, indicating that she was peacefully asleep. I decided to glance up and gaze upon my sisters before I, too, succumbed to exhaustion. The raw emotions I had unleashed, coupled with the strenuous tasks I had tackled on the farm, had left me thoroughly fatigued.
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