The smile of approval Gert had given her plus Jan whispering about what a good woman she was made it all worth it and had helped to build towards the inevitable orgasm that wracked her body, and triggered their spurting inside her.
Just the thought of them inside her made her twitch and wince slightly. Her arse wasn’t the only thing that was sore. The men grumbled restlessly without her in the bed. Gert turned over and hugging Jan to him, kissing him on the back of the neck, “Smaak you, Jani.” Under the covers, his arm appeared to curl around the blond’s hip and towards his groin. “Smaak you too, Gerr,” mumbled Jan. He seemed to fumble behind him to hold Gert, smiled then drifted back off to sleep. Anna stared, unsure what their actions meant, then as they snuggled even closer, she felt
