Dantalian was kneeling on the bed, his gaze fixed on Amanda and Freytan positioned on all fours in front of him. Both of them were panting and eagerly awaiting the next contact, their bodies radiating a mix of excitement and desire. The sexual tension in the air was palpable, filling the room with electrifying energy. Dantalian's eyes traced every curve of the women's bodies, avidly observing every movement, every small tremor of anticipation. The silence was broken only by the soft sound of their accelerated breaths, as everyone waited for the next moment with almost unbearable anticipation.
Dantalian, gripping his member tightly, addressed the two women with a voice laden with desire:
