The Three Sisters
He promised to pull out, but he didn’t, and so they fell.
The orange sun was dipping behind the distant hills, its remaining light shimmering across the still pond. Yesh and Shalay knelt in the soft grass at the edge of the woods, facing the water. Yesh pushed her round, muscular haunches against Shalay's persistent hips as his cock invaded and retreated from her. Her forehead rested between her arms against the ground, aware of nothing save the bliss between her legs. Shalay c...