Round 1

In the penthouse suite's lavish bedroom, the air pulsed with desire as Jeane withdrew her cock from Silra's distended stomach, semen leaking obscenely from her stretched pussy lips. Halie watched with wide eyes, her breath coming in short pants between parted lips, her arousal clear even without direct touch. "Come here, girl," Jeane commanded softly, extending a hand toward Halie while her other hand traced idle patterns on Silra's skin.

As Halie shifted nervously, Silra remarked, wiping some of the mess from her thigh with a smirk that didn't quite reach her eyes. Her belly still distended and leaking their combined fluids, she watched Halie with a mix of concern and curiosity. Jeane's thick length slid out with wet friction, leaving behind a glistening evidence of their coupling.

Halie moved between them, drawn by the heat radiating from Jeane's body, her heart pounding in her chest as she spoke, voice soft but unwavering. "Wait," she said, placing a hand gently but firmly on Jeane's shoulder as she shifted position on the bed. The room was thick with tension, the scent of sex and Jeane's musk overwhelming even Hera, who stepped into the bedroom with a mix of shock and arousal.

As Hera moved closer, Silra remarked, "That was... intense." She wiped some of the slick fluid from her inner thigh, her stomach still bulging where Jeane's massive cock had been lodged moments ago. Halie kneel...