Meanwhile—
Eveline wasn't spared.
Arthur's free hand was still buried between her legs, three fingers plunging deep into her soaked, needy cunt.
Her tight, convulsing walls clenched around his digits, trying to trap them inside.
"Ahhh! Ahh! A-Arthur—!~"
Her moans were shameless, her thighs trembling as she ground against his hand, chasing her pleasure.
Arthur smirked, curling his fingers, rubbing against that one sensitive spot.
Eveline screamed.
Her hips jerked wildly, her slick juices coating his hand.
The room was filled with a chorus of gagging, gasping, and choked moans.
Alicia, swallowing his cock whole—
Eveline, drowning in pleasure—
Both women were completely lost in their lust, completely his.
Arthur lost himself completely.
The heat. The scent. The wet, obscene sounds filling the room—
It was too much.
