The garden pulsed with heat and wet sounds.
Lantern light danced across sweat-slicked skin and glistening chains. Chulteka hung against the thick log post like an offering, wrists locked high, ankles spread obscenely wide, her powerful cultivator body betraying her with every twitch. The thick bamboo dildo was already buried deep in her hairy cunt, ridges scraping her inner walls as the Amazonian woman gripping it twisted and thrust with merciless rhythm.
"Hnngh—! F-fuck— you savage bitches—!" Chulteka snarled, voice cracking even as her hips jerked involuntarily against the invading shaft.
The Amazonian — broad-shouldered, heavy-breasted, her own skimpy skirt riding up over a thick ass — grinned with feral delight. "Savage? This is mercy compared to what Lord would do himself. Feel how your greedy cunt sucks it in." She rammed the bamboo deeper, the wet squelch loud enough to echo. Juices sprayed around the segmented wood, dripping down onto the grass in shiny strands.
