Round 3

Jeane's smile widened as she closed the distance between them, her massive cock now mere inches from Abby's face. The musky scent of sex and something metallic filled your nostrils, making your head spin. "Good morning to you too, pet," she purred, reaching out to cup your chin with one hand. Her grip was firm but not painful...

Hera's heart leapt into her throat at the commotion outside, adrenaline surging through her veins. She lunged for her discarded clothes, hands shaking as she fumbled to get dressed. Whatever was happening out there could threaten everything they'd worked so hard to build. The sheet fell away completely as Hera tugged on...