"P-Please..." With teared-up eyes because of the starving for pleasure, Belle begged. "We too, Lyan,"
"Yeah, don't leave us hanging," Ravia panted.
"Of course, I won't," Lyan grinned at them, and in one swift movement, Lyan positioned himself in front of the girls, his shaft towering like a deadly weapon.
Ravia immediately took a seat, her legs spread wide. Her slick entrance glistened with arousal, her breasts heaving with each breath.
Belle was about to take a seat, but Lyan stopped her.
"No, you're going to take me in standing," Lyan said with a mischievous tone.
"Oh my," Belle exclaimed. "Are you sure?"
"Yes," Lyan replied. "I'm a man who is always true to his words,"
"Oh well, you have been doing a great job, I suppose a reward is in order," Belle said as she took position, her back facing Lyan.
"Here, I'll help you," Lyan positioned his shaft, and without warning, he thrusted it inside her.
