Linda suddenly let out a weak, broken moan and then went completely limp beneath Selena, her eyes rolling back as exhaustion finally claimed her. She had passed out cold, her body twitching faintly with aftershocks, cum and squirt still slowly leaking from her ruined holes.
Selena was barely any better. She lifted her drenched, exhausted face from between her mother's thighs, breathing heavily, her chin and lips covered in a messy mixture of cum, squirt, and saliva. Her arms trembled as she tried to hold herself up.
Diana watched them for a moment with a satisfied smirk, then gently pulled me back. "Enough for now," she said softly, helping me pull my clothes back on with surprisingly tender hands — buttoning my shirt, zipping my pants, and straightening my collar like a caring wife.
"Let these two worthless sluts get some sleep. They've earned their rest after being such good little cumrags."
