"Okay, now you get up there... Yeah, that's fucking perfect." Leon's voice was thick with depraved satisfaction as he stepped back to admire his handiwork.
The bed had become a mountain of soft, trembling flesh. At the very base was Lauren, her unconscious body pinned into the mattress, her overworked pussy still twitching as a steady, thick stream of Leon's cream leaked out of her and pooled onto the sheets.
Myra was forced down on top of her, her heavy, green-haired head hanging low as her thick thighs were spread wide. Her engorged pussy lips were pressed flush against the curve of Lauren's upper ass, the friction of their bodies turning her into a shivering mess.
But the crowning glory was Rika. She sat perched atop Myra, her massive, matronly ass cheeks pulled apart by the weight of the position. Her pussy was a weeping mess, dripping thick, translucent pre-cum that drizzled down onto Myra's skin. Her tail wiggled at a frantic, blurring speed, betraying her desperate arousal.
