Berengar awoke in Brynhildr's bed to find the mature valkyrie clinging tightly to his body. His head had been stuffed into her substantial mounds, proving that he had once more used them as pillows. Today was the day that Berengar said goodbye to his second family and returned home to the Reich.
Despite this reality, a certain part of him wanted to stay behind and look after the woman and her two kids. One of which was his. Thus, he continued to lie in bed, within the arms of his lover, until she eventually awoke from her slumber.
Brynhildr wore a warm smile on her pretty face, as she kissed her man passionately on the lips. As he did so, she began to stroke Berengar's erect shaft, giving it a warm welcome in her tight grip, like she did every morning that the man spent here in the village.
