After two whole days of nonstop, passionate fucking, the cave was filled with the heavy scent of sex and sweat.
They had barely stopped as Yennefer's obsession drove her to ride him, beg for him, and cling to him in every position imaginable.
She had come countless times, squirting and moaning his name until her voice was hoarse, while Aestrea had filled her over and over again, her pussy overflowing with his cum until it leaked down her thighs in thick streams.
Now, in the soft morning light filtering into the cave, they lay tangled together on the makeshift bed of clothes and furs Aestrea had created.
Yennefer was curled up against his chest, completely naked, her massive breasts squished warmly against him.
Her long black hair with pink streaks was messy and wild, spread across his skin like silk.
Her wings were folded loosely around them both, creating a private, warm cocoon.
