The day had passed with many heavy topics weighing down everyone, but as the night came and grew deeper, none of it mattered as the duo lay in each other's embrace. Cold to the touch and yet warm from within, Viola's body was a blanket wrapped around one's body; but in this case it would be Raven's girthy length that was socked within her pulsing warmth. Stretching here and there, she made room for him more and more, but the bulge of her stomach and her swollen tits leaking milk felt like they were on the verge of bursting.
With one hand on her tits and his lips suckling on her ripened peaks, the hero's hips clashed against hers in a perfect, wet rhythm. Slosh, slap, and the sound of balls clapping against her buttocks echoed inside the private chambers; all the while, the attending maids beyond the closed doors were down on their knees with one ear pressed to the door.
