The studio was thick with the heavy, musky scent of Mike's recent explosion, a scent that seemed to act like a drug on Haruka and Ellie. They sat there, faces glistening with the pearly remnants of his semen, their eyes wide and predatory.
The massive, dark length of Mike's cock stood before them, still incredibly turgid and pulsing, seemingly undiminished by the massive release he had just endured.
Mike leaned back, his chest still heaving, a dark, commanding glint in his eyes as he looked down at the two women. He wasn't finished; far from it.
The sheer power of the double teaming had only stoked the fires of their lust.
"Alright, enough of the communal drinking," Mike growled, his voice a deep, gravelly command that made Haruka's toes curl.
He reached out, his large hand cupping Haruka's chin and tilting her face up toward him. "Haruka... you're the one who's been the hungriest."
"You're the one who's been the most desperate to learn."
