Jorah did not stop fucking and filling her with his cock and seed for the next four hours. He never fucked her the same way twice. They were always in a different position. He slammed into her and finally stilled as his cock needed to truly rest. There was a pool of their combined fluids soaking the mattress beneath them. Jorah was panting heavily as he slowly slipped out of her and rolled onto his back. He used the last of his energy to slip his arm beneath her and pull her in tight to his body. He wanted her to feel safe and secure in his arms when she slept. They should honestly bathe. However, he did not feel that he had the strength to carry her to the tub. His legs were exhausted. He doubted she could stand on her own at the moment.