The next morning arrived quickly.
Inside Jake's cabin, the soft light of early morning filtered through the small window, yet the atmosphere remained anything but peaceful.
Plap…!
Plap…!
Plap…!
The unmistakable sound of flesh meeting flesh echoed steadily through the room... rhythmic, wet, and unrestrained.
As the view slowly settled inside the cabin, the source of the noise became clear.
There...
Jake stood completely naked, his body already looking tall and recovered as if the previous day's injuries had never been a serious problem.
His hands firmly gripped a woman's waist as he moved his hips with frantic, powerful thrusts.
Beneath him was another beautiful naked woman, her body pressed against the edge of the table.
She desperately held onto the surface for support, her shorter frame forcing her legs to lift slightly off the floor with every deep motion of Jake's waist.
Grace's small frame shook back and forth under the force of his thrusts.
"Ahh~ Haaa~ Jake~…"
