Hour One — The Bedroom
PAH! PAH!
"AAANGHH~!! HIIEEK~!! Oungh~!!"
Thalia's face was pressed into the pillow.
Both hands gripping the pillowcase from below, knuckles pale, green hair fanned across the white fabric and soaked with tears and sweat both.
Her ass was up.
The full, round, pregnancy-plump curve of it raised and exposed, his cock buried in her anal from behind while his hands — both of them — were occupied elsewhere.
His left hand gripped Jenny's ass.
Full fingers sinking into the thick flesh, kneading it while she rubbed her bare chest against his left side, her heavy breasts flattening against his abs on every back-and-forth drag of her body against him, her nipples dragging twin red lines across his skin.
His right hand had Vivienne's breast.
The full, mature, ringed weight of it in his palm, fingers closing around the nipple ring and tugging with every thrust he delivered into Thalia's anal below him.
Both women pressed against his flanks.
