As the night waned away, both Raven and Aerin were on top of Brenna, sucking the ample breasts, even taking turns between the tug of their tongues for her nipples. Breathless, the mother frailed like a fish, her heart racing and her body tensed over every fiber of her being.
The cast on his dick being off already; thanks to Aerin's swift removal the moment it had dried, the mage along with Brenna's daughter had some time before morning to tease the curvaceous body together. The luscious breasts ripe from being a mother were full like a balloon with visible green veins running under fair skin. Coagulation around her nipples and rushing with blood, those very veins made her chest bounce up and down as Brenna heaved deep breaths.
