The sounds of the man and woman outside gradually ceased, followed by heavy panting. They were obviously exhausted from the intense 'exercise' they had just finished.
"Satisfied now, Daddy?" The woman, calling out 'Daddy,' wore a look of post-exercise relaxation, her face still beaded with sweat and her cheeks flushed.
The man didn't hurry to clean up, his 'trunk' still swinging in the air. After she spoke, the woman casually grabbed hold of it and led it about as if walking a dog, though her fingers were far from innocent.
"You know what I like," the man said with a laugh. "You tell me, am I satisfied?"
"Hmph!" The woman scoffed, though her hands never stopped their work. "Want to go again? I can keep playing the dean."
