In a scene of pure eroticism, Lixis was crouched on the floor, her arms braced up to the elbows, with Morthea positioned right above her and Almea on top of Morthea, forming a stacked row of three bare, inviting hips aligned in perfect, tantalizing layers. It was an image of wild abandon—a tower of passion arranged in vertical elegance.
"T-This is... a wild position. I could never think of something like this. As expected of Master," murmured Lixis, her voice thick with admiration and desire.
"I never thought something like this was possible," Morthea added, voice soft and awed.
"This is... kind of embarrassing," whispered Almea, cheeks flushed as all three turned to look at me, their eyes filled with longing.
