"Ahhn, ahh, ahhh, ahhh…!"
Leon's fingers dug deep into Miss Yr's soft, petite thighs, his grip tightening with each relentless thrust upward. His hips moved in sharp, powerful bursts, slamming into her with an almost primal rhythm. Her body trembled above him, back arched in pleasure, legs quivering with every impact. Meanwhile, Miss Titania and Miss Trill had their faces buried in the messy union between Leon and Miss Yr, their tongues hanging out as they lapped hungrily at the fluids dripping down from that connection.
"Fuaaah, aahhh, ahhh… C-Cumming… Cummiiinggggggggg~…!"
The cry that tore from Miss Yr's throat was beyond lewd. It was purely unrestrained.
Her face was nearly unrecognizable.
