The sun dipped low in the sky, casting an ethereal glow over the jungle. Trees towered above, their leaves creating a lush canopy that filtered the golden light.
Martha, hidden behind thick foliage, peered through the leaves with a mixture of shock and fascination.
"What can I do?!"
She had intended to interrupt Kiba's escapades, but now she found herself witness to a phenomenon beyond her comprehension.
Kiba lay back, spent from his earlier exertions, while Tempest and Penelope knelt at the water's edge.
Their bodies glistened with sweat, and their lips moved in slow, sensual kisses, exchanging remnants of his potent essence.
Their tongues danced and intertwined, tasting the lingering traces of Kiba's power, their moans mingling with the soft roar of the waterfall.
Each touch, each caress was electric...
Unbeknownst to them, a few stray strands of Kiba's cum dripped into the waterfall.
