Morgana suddenly pulled back slightly, her red eyes gleaming with seductive confidence. She looked at Sarah and then at Andrey, her voice smooth and teasing.

"Master... we should be the ones serving you. Not the other way around."

Sarah blinked, her face still flushed. She suddenly realized what Morgana meant and quickly nodded, her voice a little shaky but determined.

"Yeah... you’re right. We should be the ones making you feel good."

She gently pushed Andrey’s hands away from her body, though her cheeks were burning with embarrassment.

Andrey raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised. "You sure?"

Sarah nodded, trying to look confident despite her shyness. "Just... sit back and let us take care of you."

Sarah and Morgana repositioned themselves in front of Andrey. Morgana smiled seductively, pressing her full, heavy breasts together around his hard cock. Sarah hesitated for a second, her face bright red, but she followed Morgana’s lead, pressing her own soft, full breasts against the other side of his shaft.

Both women began moving their breasts up and down in a slow, coordinated rhythm, a double paizuri that enveloped Andrey’s cock completely in soft, warm flesh.

Sarah’s cheeks were burning with embarrassment, her voice shaky. "This... this is so embarrassing..."

Morgana, on the other hand, looked up at Andrey with playful, teasing eyes. "How does it feel, Master? Our breasts... wrapping around you like this?"

The sensation was overwhelming. The contrast between Sarah’s soft, warm breasts and Morgana’s fuller, slightly firmer ones created an incredible feeling as they moved together, squeezing and stroking his cock between them.

Andrey groaned deeply, his head falling back slightly. "Fuck... it feels too good... your breasts are so soft..."

Sarah’s face turned even redder, but she continued moving her breasts, occasionally glancing up at him with shy but aroused eyes. Morgana leaned in closer, licking the tip of his cock whenever it emerged from between their breasts, her tongue teasing him relentlessly.

Andrey’s breathing grew heavier, his cock throbbing between their soft, warm breasts. He couldn’t hold back his groans as the sensation built higher and higher.

Morgana whispered teasingly, "You look like you’re about to lose control, Master~"

Sarah, still embarrassed but clearly turned on, whispered softly, "Does it... feel that good...?"

Andrey could only groan in response, his hips twitching slightly as they continued their paizuri.

Morgana looked up at Andrey with a satisfied, seductive smile. She could clearly see the pleasure written all over his face, his eyes half-lidded, breathing heavy, and his expression filled with raw desire.

"Look at Master’s face... so full of pleasure," she purred, her voice low and teasing. "And his cock... it’s twitching so cutely between our breasts~"

Sarah, still moving her breasts in rhythm with Morgana, glanced up at Andrey with flushed cheeks. Her voice was shy but filled with curiosity and arousal.

"Andrey... do you want to cum again...?"

Andrey groaned deeply, his cock throbbing and twitching between their soft, warm breasts. The combination of their movements, the visual of both women pressing their breasts together around him, and their teasing words was driving him closer to the edge.

Morgana licked the tip of his cock whenever it emerged from between their breasts, her tongue swirling around the head teasingly.

"Come on, Master... let it out. We want to see you cum again..."

Sarah’s movements became a little faster, her breasts squeezing him tighter as she looked at him with hazy eyes.

"Please... cum for us..."

Andrey’s breathing grew ragged, his voice strained as he groaned,

"I’m... at my limit..."

Morgana smiled seductively, leaning in and licking the head of his cock with slow, deliberate strokes. Sarah, following her lead, also leaned closer and began licking along the shaft, her tongue moving with shy but eager motions.

The combined sensation of both women licking and teasing his cock pushed Andrey over the edge.

With a deep, heavy groan, he came hard.

Thick, white ropes of cum erupted from his cock, splattering across both Sarah and Morgana’s faces and breasts. The warm fluid painted their skin, dripping down their cleavage and faces as they continued licking him through his climax.

Morgana let out a satisfied hum, licking some of the cum from her lips. "You came so much, Master... it’s everywhere~"

Sarah’s face was flushed deep red, cum dripping from her cheek and breasts. She looked slightly dazed but clearly aroused by the sight.

Andrey panted heavily, his cock still twitching as the last drops of cum leaked out.

Morgana licked another drop from Sarah’s cheek, smiling playfully. "Look at you... covered in Master’s cum. How cute."

Sarah wiped some cum from her face, her voice a mix of embarrassment and satisfaction. "This... this is so messy..."

Morgana smiled seductively, her red eyes gleaming with desire. She stood up slowly and slipped off her black lace panties, revealing her smooth, exotic crimson pussy—already glistening with arousal. The sight was captivating, her skin tone making her look even more alluring.

"It’s time for the main course, Master," she purred, her voice low and teasing.

She climbed onto Andrey’s lap, straddling him. She positioned herself over his hard cock, rubbing the head against her wet entrance before slowly lowering herself.

Andrey groaned deeply as he felt her tight, warm pussy envelop him. "I’m going to cum a lot inside your womb..."

He reached out and gently touched the erotic pink tattoo on her lower stomach, tracing it with his fingers as she took him deeper.

Morgana moaned softly, her body sinking down until he was fully inside her. "Ahhnnnggn! Yes... fill me up, Master... I want to feel it all...hnaha~"

She began moving her hips, riding him with slow, sensual movements, her full breasts bouncing with each motion. Andrey’s hands stayed on her waist and the tattoo, feeling the warmth of her skin as he thrust up to meet her.

Sarah watched them with flushed cheeks, her hand unconsciously moving between her thighs.

Morgana’s moans grew sweeter as she rode him, her exotic crimson body moving with graceful, seductive rhythm.