Night had long reigned, and past overdue, and forgot how many times they were at it as the room, stenched with all of their bodily essences, sprawled even to the nook and cranny of the chamber.
Keith was beyond aroused, and henceforth, enjoyed every single time on the bed.
Mystique propped in all fours, and her legs already lost the strength to gain balance, giving up long ago, but Keith was there to support her, and Athan busied himself upfront, making her mouth in good use.
Athan gently wiped off a tear which was on the verge of trickling. A lovely and enthused smile found on his lips as she sucked him as she pleased, up to the hilt of his cock even wasn't spared.
"You know—this so well—I'm beyond impressed." Then, Athan threw a suggestive gaze at Keith.
With gritted teeth, his hands now held tight around her hips, pulling hard and him ramming deep inside of her for some time now.
