Lena worked over Joji's back with relentless focus, kneading and pounding each muscle, even using his own elbow to press deeper where her hands could not, preparing his body as though he were about to step into the ring for a fight.
"I do not care if you want my mouth, my ass, or pound my pussy senseless. My only purpose here is to make you feel good," Lena said.
She was itching for the reward from her system.
Lena dragged Daisy and the Lady of the Swamp forward to begin the stretches, forcing them through pigeon poses, butterfly stretches, and cobra stretches.
The two women, who were not from Earth, were quite confused but Lena insisted it was for their own sake.
"All we're missing is a camera to start rolling," Lena joked.
Joji rolled his eyes, used to her humor.
"I'll prep the witch," Lena directed. "You take Daisy."
Joji gave a nod. Daisy needed no instruction, she was already accustomed to the act and spread her pussy open.
