Esmeralda's cries echoed Ophelia's, both women lost in the intensity, their pussies gripping his elongated cock like vices.
He alternated between them, driving in with powerful strokes that made their bodies jolt, the fleshy slaps louder, wetter. "He's going to knock us up for sure," Ophelia panted between screams, her ass rippling from the impacts. "That length—it's claiming our depths!"
Esmeralda nodded frantically, her nails digging into the sheets as another cry tore from her throat. "Yes, fill us—your cock's too far in now, it can't miss!' Elion grinned, pounding harder.
...
Night fell, the lamps flickering to life as exhaustion should've set in—but the Elion's vigor held. They tangled in a heap on the bed again, Elion taking Ophelia doggy while she ate out Esmeralda, who lay spread-eagled.
His thrusts drove Ophelia's face deeper into her daughter's pussy, the chain of pleasure unbroken.
