SPLASH!
Astrid and Anya were completely drenched. The thick, viscous mixture of Mika's seed and Charlotte's female nectar covered their foreheads, cheeks, lips, and noses.
Normally, Astrid would have been utterly repulsed. She hated getting wet, especially when fluid touched her precious fox tails.
But right now, every single neuron in her brain was firing at maximum capacity.
The sheer, overwhelming sensory overload of tasting her sister's love juice while smelling Mika's hot seed paralyzed her completely.
She couldn't even wipe her face. She could only sit there, dazed, covered in their fluids, watching Mika's balls pump load after load into Charlotte's body.
When it was over, Mika slowly pulled out. The sound was obscene—a wet, suctioning pop that made Charlotte whimper.
"Tighten up." He said softly. "Don't let anything leak."
