I, the slave boy, awaken with the most potent seed!!

Mara and Matilda met at the top of the stairs, both women appearing slightly disheveled, their hair tousled and clothing askew from their recent activities. Matilda's larger boobs hung inside her gown as she glanced at Mara who had sweat on her face and a couple of some stray white substance.

Matilda glanced at Mara, noting the shared flush on their faces, and a smirk tugged at her lips as she began her descent.

As Matilda headed downstairs, Mara caught her gaze with a smirk of her own, clearly intrigued by what was happening. Mara turned to head back upstairs, but not before she shot Zafron a look filled with both amusement and desire.

Matilda approached him with a purposeful stride, her voice laced with playful irritation. "Hey, what took you so long to return? Didn't you say you just wanted some water?"

Zafron, caught off guard, blinked and opened his mouth to respond, but Matilda was already close to him. She sidled up against him, her proximity intimate as she leaned against the kitchen counter.

"Didn't I tell you I didn't want to wait?" she murmured, her breath warm against his ear. Her tone was a teasing reminder of the earlier urgency, her eyes sparkling with challenge.

Zafron, still processing the situation, managed a wry smile. "I didn't realize it would be so urgent," he said, his voice low and amused. "But it seems like you made your point clear."

Matilda's smile grew wider as she glanced at Mara, who was now standing nearby, her own expression a mix of satisfaction and playfulness. "Well," Matilda said, turning her attention back to Zafron, "I hope you enjoyed your water. But there's a little ... Problem,"

Before Zafron could respond, Matilda's hand slid down, her fingers brushing against his groin. She grasped him firmly, causing Zafron to flinch and let out a sharp gasp. Her touch was deliberate, igniting a mix of surprise and arousal in him.

Matilda's body pressed close against him, her hard nipples pressing into his chest. She leaned in, her breath warm against his ear as she whispered, "I'm a bit thirsty myself. I'd like to drink from your dam."

Mara, having heard the exchange from upstairs, couldn't resist the allure. She descended the stairs again, her eyes gleaming with a mix of mischief and desire. Her hair was slightly tousled, and her outfit was still as provocative as ever, adding to the charged atmosphere in the room.

"You know," Mara said, her voice sultry as she approached, "I couldn't just be left out of the fun now, could I?" She smiled at Zafron, her gaze shifting between him and Matilda.

Before Zafron could respond, Mara reached out and pulled him into a heated kiss, her lips hungry against his. Matilda joined in, her hands roaming over Zafron's body, further stoking the fire between them. The two women's bodies pressed against his, their kisses growing more intense and passionate.

Zafron, overwhelmed by the sudden surge of pleasure and desire, let himself be guided towards the living room couch. The women's hands were all over him, their touches igniting every nerve in his body.

"Lay on the floor," commanded Mara to Zafron. Zafron immediately did what he was told.

He watched as Mara guided Matilda from the sofa and motioned for her to straddle Zafron's face. Matilda positioned her knees on either side of his head and sat back, lowering her soaking wet cunt and asshole over Zafron's mouth. Zafron began to lick and suck Matilda's pussy.

Somehow he had recovered from his time out and his cock was absolutely rock hard and pointing up almost vertically, ready to go yet again. From his position, he couldn't see what was happening with Mara, but he could feel her next move.

Mara straddled Zafron, positioning her soft pussy lips over the head of his cock before deftly lowering herself, reaching back to guide him in. Her pussy was soaking wet already, obviously turned on again.

Mara continued to lower herself as Zafron felt his shaft inch into the warm wet confines of Mara's tight pussy. She paused with him at full depth, before starting to slowly raise and lower her body, riding him cowgirl style. Facing Matilda, Mara and Matilda began reaching for each other's breasts, squeezing them.

Zafron worked the hardest he had ever worked Matilda's cunt. His nose was buried in her ass and he inhaled deeply, drawing in the sent of her butthole. Matilda ground her pussy hard against his mouth, occasionally preventing Zafron from taking a breath, until her movements allowed some air through his nose and mouth.

His face was drenched from her pussy juices, and they filled his mouth forcing Zafron to swallow some.

At the same time he could feel Mara's butt slapping against his thighs, her pace accelerating, her pussy gripping his cock. She grunted on each each thrust, her sounds rising in pitch.

"Ummmmm~" she no longer tried to stifle her moan again, there was no point.

Matilda's moans grew louder too, grinding harder and harder on Zafron's face as he knew she was reaching climax. Zafron himself felt his penis and balls tightening, as Mara continued to ride his cock more vigorously. And Mara herself was emoting louder and louder moans as her body began to quiver.

Matilda screeched loudly as Zafron felt her body convulse against his face. His mouth was flooded with a release of her vagina juices as she bucked wildly. He gulped them down, trying not to choke. The sheer intensity of feeling Matilda orgasm on his face was more than Zafron could handle.

"Urghhh!!" He grunted as he felt a river of cum rushing from his balls, ejaculating a load deep into Mara's pussy. Mara ground her self against his groin as he pumped a second, then a third load. Mara wiggled her hips, as if she could squeeze more cum from his cock as he spasmed its final loads.

Mara pivoted herself of Zafron's quickly deflating penis, Zafron noting that she had not orgasmed yet.

In a hurry, matilda got up from Zafron's face and now Zafron could see his cum leaking from Mara's pussy. Without hesitation, Mara turned, head now facing Zafron's dick while her pussy was facing Zafron's face.

Zafron's face was buried between Mara's legs, eagerly licking and slurping the cream pie dripping out of Mara's pussy. Mara's eyes were closed as she moaned with pleasure, thrusting her pelvis towards Zafron's face.

"Nyesss~" she groaned while holding onto Zafron's dick and for a moment there, with how she was positioned and how her face was scrunched up in pleasure, it looked like she was passionately singing with Zafron's cock acting as a microphone.

Zafron's's head bobbed up and down, furiously licking Mara's clit, pausing only to suck deeply on it. Mara's cries intensified her hips bucking, grinding hard on Zafron's face.

"Oh. My. God." exclaimed Mara.

Mara's right hand found her own clit, and rubbed intensely, as she thrust her hips downwards into Zafron's face, her abs contracting, her whole body convulsing.

Zafron continued to mash his face into Mara's pussy. Mara continued to pummel her clit, her pelvis bucking into Zafron's face once more. She finally dropped her hand, her body going limp. .

Zafron was sitting up, his head swimming from what he'd just done. His penis had failed to go fully flaccid, in fact was still pretty hard.

Mara sat up, propped on her elbow a look of intense satisfaction washing over her face.

"I think that might have taken a lot out of Matilda," she said, motioning with her head to Zafron's right where Matilda was slumped back on the couch, eyes closed, breathing heavily. She had apparently passed out or in a deep sleep.

Mara looked back at Zafron, then glanced down at his penis, semi-erect and growing by the second.

"It seems you want more?" Mara asked questioningly.