CHAPTER 152: THE MIDNIGHT BLOOM - 8

The woman’s full breasts swayed, nipples stiff and pink, her curves glowing with sweat as she smiled slowly, wickedly, her cat-shaped mask glinting as she scanned the wreckage Lor had made.

"Well, well," she murmured, her voice a low purr, stroking the strap-on with one hand, her fingers gliding over its slick surface. "Looks like you got greedy without me."

Lor’s cock twitched, his hazel eyes blazing behind the black-and-gold mask, his lean chest glistening with sweat.

He didn’t speak, his breath quickening, his cock hardening again despite the intensity.

She stepped closer, her eyes glinting with hunger. "Good thing I brought dessert."

The two women on the bench stirred, glancing back, their eyes widening slightly at the sight of the strap-on, then exchanging glances—already flushed, already soaked, and still not satisfied, their pussies throbbing faintly with lingering need.

The woman with the strap stepped behind Toren’s wife first, brushing a hand over her lush hips, parting her cheeks with lazy confidence, revealing a tight, glistening asshole twitching from earlier teasing.

She spat on her hand, slicked the toy, and pressed the head slowly against the pucker, the enchanted shaft humming faintly.

Toren’s wife shivered, her full breasts heaving, her voice a breathless moan. "Yes... fuck yes, put it in..."

Lor moved at the same time, his cock throbbing as Lia’s mother shifted forward slightly, her ass still up, cheeks spread, slick with his cum.

He stepped behind her, his shaft half-hard but hardening fast, gleaming with her juices and his release.

He stroked himself once, twice, and slid the head slowly against her tight ring, her asshole twitching with anticipation.

She moaned, her red curls falling over her masked face. "Gods, both of us? At the same time?"

Toren’s wife was already moaning louder as the strap-on pushed into her ass—inch by inch, the thick shaft stretching her open, her eyes fluttering shut, hands clutching the bench as she whimpered, her pussy dripping untouched below.

Lor pushed forward, his cock sliding into Lia’s mother’s asshole, hot and perfect and filthy, her tight ring clenching around him as he sank in slowly, deliciously, a low groan escaping his throat as her heat swallowed him.

Both women cried out—gasps and curses tangled as they were filled in unison, bent over the same bench, side by side, their mouths inches apart, their bodies trembling with the intensity.

Lor grabbed Lia’s mother’s hips, his fingers sinking into her freckled flesh, and began to move—slow, deep thrusts, her ass stretching and sucking around his cock with obscene wet sounds, her pussy leaking his cum below.

Beside them, the strap-on pistoned into Toren’s wife’s ass, the woman behind her grinning wickedly as she fucked her with hard, rhythmic strokes, the slap of her hips echoing through the alcove, her full breasts bouncing with each thrust.

Soon, the two women were moaning into each other, their foreheads pressed together, lips brushing as they gasped with every thrust, their hands tangling between them, fingers grazing slick skin.

Their tongues met, hungry, wet, desperate, mouths sliding together as their asses were filled and used, their moans swallowed into each other, their bodies rocking in rhythm, lost to the depravity.

Lor grunted, thrusting harder now, one hand wrapped in Lia’s mother’s red curls, pulling her head back, watching her melt with every brutal push into her ass, her eyes rolling back, her legs trembling, her pussy dripping below.

Beside her, the strap-on thrust deeper, Toren’s wife gasping as she came suddenly, her ass clenching around the toy, juices gushing from her untouched pussy as her orgasm tore through her, her full breasts bouncing wildly.

Lor followed, his teeth gritted, his cock throbbing inside Lia’s mother’s ass—hot cum spilling deep, filling her a second time, this time even filthier, leaking from both her holes in creamy trails as she moaned into the other woman’s mouth, their lips still locked in a desperate kiss.

The strap-on slowed, the woman behind Toren’s wife grinning as she pulled out, the toy glistening with slick.

They collapsed forward, tangled, sticky, lips still connected, their bodies trembling, pussies and assholes leaking cum and slick.

Lor stood over them, panting, his cock twitching, slick with his release, his hazel eyes blazing behind the mask.

The woman with the strap-on licked her lips, her full breasts heaving, her eyes glinting with satisfaction.

"Next round," she purred, stroking the glossy toy. "I want him in me."

She stepped forward, stripping off the harness in one fluid motion, the strap-on hitting the marble with a wet, solid thud, its enchanted pulse fading.

Her thighs gleamed with sweat, her pussy already glistening, lips thick and parted, dripping with need, begging to be touched.

Her fingers traced down her toned stomach, sliding through the slick mess between her legs, teasing her swollen folds as she watched Lor stroke his cock slowly, still wet from Lia’s mother’s ass, thick and rock-hard, glistening with cum and spit in the flickering mana-light.

"Your turn now," she said, her voice a rasp, husky with hunger, her cat-shaped onyx mask glinting as her wine-red lips curled. "Use me like you used them."

Lor didn’t hesitate, his hazel eyes blazing behind the black-and-gold mask.

He grabbed her by the hips, his fingers sinking into her plush flesh, turning her toward the bench, but she shook her head, stepping backward toward the thick furs on the alcove’s padded floor.

"No. I want to see you."

He followed her down, pushing her gently to the furs, her full breasts bouncing as she spread her legs instantly—wide, inviting, shameless, her pussy soaked, lips swollen and dripping, glistening in the golden glow.

He knelt between her thighs, gripping them with rough hands, spreading them farther, and shoved inside with a wet, hard thrust, his cock sinking deep into her tight, dripping pussy.

She screamed, her head snapping back, mouth open, eyes wild behind the mask as his cock buried itself deep, her body jolting as he pounded her immediately, thighs slapping against her round ass, the wet sounds echoing in the silk-draped alcove.

"Yes, yes, yes—fuck—"