After cleaning Austin's fingers of her juices, Valdris hops off the table and scurries to sit on the floor between Lyssandra's legs. Austin lounges in the ornate chair, his semi-hard cock standing at attention. "Whoever does the best job sucking my cock will be the next one I fuck," he declares with a wolfish grin.
Valdris and Lyssandra exchange a nervous glance, their faces flushed with competing emotions of lust, nervousness and filial protectiveness. "Mother, you go first," Valdris murmurs. Lyssandra bites her lip and cautiously leans forward, tentatively wrapping her lips around the tip of Austin's thick shaft.
She starts licking and suckling shyly, unsure how to please this dominant male who has so thoroughly claimed her daughter and her. Meanwhile, Valdris begins to caress Austin's balls and outer thighs, her small hands exploring and caressing his muscular physique with awe and reverence.
