Chapter 122 - it's was nice while it lasted

The weightless suspension was one of the most intense yet. Seraphine's magic held them both aloft in the center of the chamber, her body floating just above his. Trevor gripped her thighs and drove upward into her dripping pussy with powerful, gravity-defying thrusts while her tail coiled around his waist for leverage and then split once more — the thinner secondary tip sliding into her own ass, fucking herself in rhythm with his cock. The mirrors floated around them like voyeuristic spectators, reflecting every angle of their joined bodies: the way her breasts bounced wildly in mid-air, milk still leaking from the swollen nipples; the obscene stretch of her holes; the slick sheen of sweat and cum coating their skin.