Her pregnant womb enveloped him completely, hot and slick, clenching around his shaft like it was trying to swallow him whole. Tianlong groaned, his hips rolling deep, grinding against her cervix with each thrust.
"Yes~! Harder~!" Akane moaned beneath the tail-blindfold, her voice muffled but desperate. Her hands clawed at the sheets, tearing fabric as her body rocked with each impact.
He pulled out slowly, watching his cock emerge coated in her cream, then slammed back in with enough force to make her belly ripple.
"Aahngh~!"
But he wasn't done. His eyes shifted upward to where Xiang still trembled on top of the pile, her arched back glistening with sweat, her tight ass still gaping slightly from earlier.
Without warning, he pulled free from Akane's pussy—ignoring her whimper of loss—and grabbed Xiang's hips, hiking them higher. Her back arched impossibly, her spine curving as he positioned her just right.
"W-wait, honey, I'm still sensitive from—"
Schlupp.
