"I've heard that some men can do it seven times a night. It's an exaggeration, but it shows that a man has a lot of stamina. Do you know what I mean, honey?"
Elias was naked. He pinched my cheek, "What? You still want more?"
I nodded and said sincerely, "But can you give me a break first?"
He froze for a second and suddenly burst out in a hearty laugh.
"Honey, you're so cute." He leaned over and kissed me on the cheek.
"I'm cute? How can I be described as cute as the president of TR?" I protested in my mind.
He put on a bathrobe, "I'll get you a snack."
I blinked my eyes, "I'm not hungry."
"If you don't eat a little, how will you have the strength to cope with me?" He pinched my cheek, "I'm afraid you can't handle my enthusiasm."
Me, "..."
Elias made me a sandwich and a glass of warm milk.
He brought them to me and I said, pouting, "Feed me.'
He shook his head helplessly and dotingly but still fed me with the sandwich. I took a bite and grinned, "It tastes good."