Round 4

As the room hung in stunned silence, Hera's gaze darted frantically around the space, her cheeks burning with equal parts outrage and shameful arousal. The air was heavy with the scent of sex and sweat, a potent mixture that seemed to cling to every surface. Jeane, still seated over Silra, her massive breasts heaving with each labored breath, surveyed the room with an amused smile. Halie and Abby stood frozen in the doorway, their eyes gleaming with lust, while Silra's desperate mewls echoed through the air. Hera's feet seemed rooted to the spot, her body trembling with a mix of fear and fascination.