The sailors keep fucking him, not slowing down even when he cums onto the chest of the sailor below him. The first to finish is the man fucking his mouth, who hilts in his mouth with a loud grunt and cums, ropes of cum flowing down his throat and into his belly. He's immediately replaced by one of the men who was being jacked off, and another takes his place as well. The rutting continues, until the next to go is the man in his pussy, who slams into him particularly hard as his dick jerks and fires more cum into his pussy. He is immediately replaced by the last sailor, who continues fucking him as if nothing has happened.
The Djinn sighs. "I swear. All you men, jacked up on your hormones and shit, can't sit in front of a woman for five fucking minutes without thinking about fucking her!" She says, shaking her head and facepalming. "And yes, cute girly men always make for good cocksleeves. That's true." She says, nodding.
"Haha! Okay, okay, I'd happily cook, Phorsaal!" She says, smiling and poking Ash's full belly, which makes her groan. "You're such a glutton, Ash. First my milk, and then my food! Do you ever stop eating?" Felicia teases. Ash burps and places a hand on her stomach. "Not when there's good food around!" She says. Then, she hops off the chair, waddles over to Felicia, and climbs into her lap. "Mm. Nice and soft. Plus, best pillows in the house!" Ash says, planting her face between Felicia's tits, which makes her blush.