The heavy globes of Celia’s chest flopped helplessly, the stiffened peaks repeatedly smacking against her lowest ribs with a wet, slapping rhythm.

Nara’s flat tongue coated his skin in warm spit.

She hummed, her throat closing around the base as her trained mouth worshipped the dense, heavy sphere with wet, greedy smacks.

Gia squirmed as the vacuum on her breast grew cruel.

"Master... more... bruise my boob until it’s numb...♡"

He let Celia go.

She crashed onto the sand, her pale limbs sprawling. Behind her, the overused, red ring gaped into a hollow circle, spasming weakly as it mourned the sudden loss of his stretch.

His rough hands clamped onto Nara’s waist.

Dragging her to the side, he shoved her torso down over the curved bark of the sun-bleached log, forcing her pale, dimpled ass high into the air.

He lined up his dark tip.

One ruthless forward lunge buried him to the hilt.

PAH! His pelvic bone slammed against the soft, jiggling cheeks of her rear with skin-reddening impact.

Gia slid into the gap beneath his plunging hips.

Laying flat on the sand, she craned her chin upward, her eager lips catching the heavy, swinging weight of his sac before it could slap against Nara’s thighs.

She took the entire package inside.

Her lips formed a tight seal around the dark skin, her tongue flat against the bottom as the man above her pistoned relentlessly into Nara’s trained, squelching tunnel.

Celia stood near his shoulders, her pale knees knocking.

Leaning over, she let her massive, teardrop-shaped breasts hang right above his upturned, sweat-drenched face.

He caught both raw peaks between his lips.

Sucking the soft mounds greedily, he chewed on the tender flesh while his lower half snapped into Nara’s core with hip-bruising aggression.

PAH! PAH!

"AAANGHH~~!!"

Nara’s vocal cords gave out, reducing her scream to a breathy rasp. Pressed against the rough bark, her weeping slit squirted clear fluid down the wood in messy, uncontrollable pulses.

"Chuuuwup... slurp..."

Gia’s throat bobbed. Stuffed to the brim with his heavy, musky weight, she gurgled her appreciation, addicted to the salt and sweat coating her tongue.

The soft, pale mounds suffocated his nose.

"Master... eat my boobs... mark them...♡"

He yanked himself free.

Nara let out a wet gasp as the thick, dark pillar swung loose, heavy with blood and glistening with a thick layer of three different women’s internal juices.

He caught Nara under her armpits.

Lifting her to face him, he waited for her pale thighs to instinctively lock around his waist before his broad, calloused hands clamped hard onto both halves of her bottom.

The blunt, messy head prodded her puckered star from below.

She sank down. Her own weight and his unyielding upward grip drove the massive length to the very root in a single, breath-stealing slide.

PAH!

"AAANGHH~~!!" Nara’s neck went limp, her skull falling backward.

The overwhelming fullness pushed against her bladder, making her neglected slit misfire and spray hot, clear fluid down the front of his taut thighs. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

To his right, Gia remained on her knees.

She cupped her left breast, pushing the flesh upward to present the throbbing, saliva-slicked nipple for his teeth.

He clamped his jaw down.

The cruel suction distorted the brown areola, drawing whimpers from her throat while his arms continued to bounce Nara up and down on his rigid pole.

Celia scurried to his left side.

Her pale lips found his dangling right testicle, taking the heavy globe past her teeth and humming a low, vibrating moan of pure need.

PAH! PAAAH!

"OUNGH~!! MASTER~!!"

Nara’s small, pale breasts vaulted into his line of sight, the cold air keeping her tiny peaks stiff and tight.

Nara’s shattered brain processed the brutal stretching automatically.

’This is the sole purpose of my back hole. This is the correct sensation. File all pleasure right here.’

The pressure on Gia’s chest increased until she sobbed.

He didn’t stop. He used Nara’s internal heat and Gia’s soft, tender fat at the exact same time, mastering both nervous systems without breaking a sweat.

Celia’s cheeks caved inward, her vacuum intensifying.

"So heavy... Master... wreck her inside...♡"

He dropped Nara onto the beach.

She collapsed like a severed puppet, her slick, red ring blown wide open, quivering around a column of empty air.

Gia didn’t waste a second.

Rolling onto her back, she grabbed her own ankles and yanked her knees past her ears, exposing her swollen, dark-hued crevice to the silver moonlight like a sacrificial altar.

He dove into her.

It was a suffocating, bone-crushing mating press. His broad, heavy torso smashed against her collarbones, flattening her massive, soft globes sideways across her own ribs until the air rushed from her lungs.

Celia shifted her weight.

Hovering near his left shoulder, she latched onto his dark, flat male nipple, rolling the small bud over her tongue with desperate affection.

Nara crawled out from the shadows.

She found his right testicle again, trapping the thick skin behind her lips. Her jaw worked overtime, the greedy, popping suction finally drawing a low, rumbling groan from his throat.

He turned his head and caught Gia’s quivering breast.

His teeth gnawed at the areola, sucking with enough malice to bloom purple bruises along the fat, all while his hips relentlessly pile-drove her deep into the gritty, wet sand.

PAH! PAAAH!

"HIEKK~!! OUNGH~!! AAANGHH~!!"

The cords in Gia’s neck stood out thick and rigid, her face contorting into a twisted mask where unbearable agony crossed the threshold into raw ecstasy.

Celia’s wet lips slipped from his chest with a soft pop.

"Master... fill my back next... please... destroy my insides until I forget how to speak...♡"

Nara gagged, clear tears cutting through the sand on her cheeks.

"So big... going to swallow your seed when you break my mind...♡"

He pushed himself up.

Separating from Gia’s wrecked, hollowed-out tunnel, his thick shaft hung heavy, dripping with thick, frothy, obscene strands of their combined internal juices.

He didn’t say a word.

Grabbing handfuls of damp hair, he dragged the three women into a perfect, neat row. They lay flat on their backs, heads pointed toward his boots, their quivering thighs splayed obscenely wide to the cool air.

Their fingers instinctively drifted.

Palms rubbed against their own swollen pearls and bruised nipples. They refused to touch one another, their broken minds laser-focused solely on his towering figure and the hollow ache in their guts.

Three sets of eyes crossed.

Tongues pushed past their teeth in identical, brain-melting ahegao. Ropes of viscous drool spilled down their chins, pooling in the valleys of their cleavage, glistening wetly under the moon.

He stood over Celia.

Lining up his messy tip, he delivered three bone-rattling thrusts, spearing to the hilt of her already blown-out ring.

PAH! PAH! PAH!

"AAANGHH~!!"

He stepped over to Nara.

Three merciless hip-snaps rammed the thick column into her trained, squelching depths, stretching her wider than ever before.

PAH! PAH! PAH!

"OUNGH~!! MASTER~!!"

He towered over Gia last.

Three gut-punching dives wrecked her tan, quivering back door until her lungs gave out in a shrill, piercing shriek.

PAH! PAH! PAH!

His hips locked.

Choosing the pale blonde, he buried himself to the very base and squeezed, unleashing a scalding, pressurized flood of raw male seed deep into Celia’s sensitive bowels.

"HIEKK~!! FUCK~!! PROPERTY~!!"