As I relentlessly pounded into Titania, my fingers plunged deep into both Trill and Yr, their soaked pussies emitting obscene, wet squelches with every thrust. The sound of flesh meeting flesh mixed with their shameless moans, creating a symphony of lust that reverberated off the walls.
"Aahhh, aah, yaaan, aaaahh, ahhh~! Haaaaan~! Aahhh!"
"Hnn, hhhn, ahhh, hhhnnn, aaaah....!"
"Hnnggg, hnnn, mm... fuaaaa, aaaah, aaaaa~!"
Their voices intertwined, forming a chorus of pleasure that heightened the atmosphere. The bed beneath us creaked and groaned under the weight of our entwined bodies, shaking with each powerful thrust. The sheets were soaked with sweat and arousal, clinging to our skin.
My fingers explored the unique landscapes of their pussies, feeling every ridge and fold as they clenched around me. Each one had its own distinctive sensation, making it clear they belonged to different women.
