Chapter 343

• Jes went lower, until David couldn't see her head anymore. From between Dao's thighs, Jes growled, and Dao moaned.
• "Jesus," he whispered, eyes locked onto Dao, and the blissful smile she wore as she looked right at him. The satyr squirmed, clicking a few times with some volume, before they settled into quiet, relaxed, consistent clicks. Her mouth half smiled, half opened with pleasure, and a moan slipped out, a sort of half human-like moan, half trilling sound. It sounded wonderful. The satyr was really enjoying herself.
• Daoka shivered openly, tremors running through her thighs, face always pointed at David. Her massive breasts, still half squished underneath her despite her weight being on her elbows and chest pushed up, jiggled blatantly. For a second he thought maybe she was exaggerating, putting on a show for him, but the way her mouth hung open, and the way her tongue almost hung out too, wiped the thought away.