Yuna stepped back, using her eyes to signal Napolia and Valkerik to act.
The two suddenly pulled him down into the swimming pool. Then, one in front and one behind, Napolia and Valkerik both pressed themselves against him, the wet and soft sensation along with scorching heat enveloping his entire body.
Noan sighed, feeling that if he didn't satisfy these women today, he probably wouldn't be able to leave this place. Yuna wouldn't help him either.
Yuna sat on a deck chair, holding a glass of fruit juice with a paper umbrella in it. Her plump red lips wrapped around the straw, slightly puckered as if provoking Noan.
Her gaze toward Noan and the two girls fighting fiercely carried a hint of greed and heat.
At this moment, Valkerik was lifted by Noan and sat on the edge of the pool, her legs spread wide. Noan stood between her legs, slowly entering inside, exploring the wet cave within her.
