Archer watched as Inara's tail lashed wildly, brushing against his leg as he teased her pussy with a single finger, dipping just inside before pulling back. Her hips bucked, chasing his touch, and he grinned at her impatience.
''Husband, don't tease me,'' she growled.
He chuckled, sliding two fingers into her tight passage, her walls clenching around him as he began a slow, rhythmic thrust. ''Mmmghh~~ Arghhh~~ Ughhh~~.''
The older woman's moans grew louder, raw and unrestrained, as he worked her pussy, his thumb grazing her clit in tight circles. Her juices coated his fingers, the wet sounds mingling with her gasps.
Archer's gaze flicked between the two women, their bodies reacting to his touch in perfect sync. Ashoka's eyes burned as she watched him pleasure Inara, her hips still rocking slightly, desperate for his return.
Inara's gaze locked onto his, her lips parted as she moaned his name. ''Arghhh~~ Archer!''
